Elena, Jeremy and Ric were sitting at the cocina mesa, tabla having dinner. Well, Jeremy was eating. Elena was stirring in her comida and Alaric was looking at her.
“If tu wanted mashed potatoes tu could’ve asked” he said. Elena looked up distracted. “What? No, it’s good. It’s really nice” she said.
“How would tu know?” Alaric asked. “You didn’t eat yet”
“It looks really nice” Elena dicho shrugging.
“If you’re not hungry, that’s fine” Alaric said. “You don’t have to eat. But if there’s something else, I want tu to tell me”
Elena looked down at her plate,...
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