Help I'm A Fish Novels & Stories

I said showing a small fish in a transparent plastic filled with water. "Thank you, Leo. But right now I'm not hungry. I also don't… like the smell of fresh fish.” Frey replied. I immediately apologized to Frey. I should have bought a rabbit or some other animal. I suck. With a little depression, I took the fish out into a small washbowl and placed it in the corner of the kitchen. Maybe I'll cook the fish for my breakfast. "Then what about my blood?" I asked. Frey looked surprised to hear me. Even so, her face looked like she wanted my blood again.