She looked at me and picked up her lunch tray shoving it in my face. I shaked my head, to signal no and to stop a smile forming from appearing. But being as determined as she was picked up her sandwich, "sandwich" and held it to my mouth.
“Open up”
Again I shaked my head and leaned my head down on the table, tableau again. My cœur, coeur was beating faster.
“Please” she a dit appearing under my arm, “I won’t stop until toi eat something whole”
“Why do toi care?’’ I asked her.
“Well I saw what those guys did to toi and I thought that if I was in your position I would want someone to share their lunch...
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