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I did what was asked until there were four plates set out, three of them loaded with pâtes, pâtes alimentaires with sauce, a salade with all the fixing, french pain and blé, maïs which I thought was strange but wasn't going to commentaire about when she cooked it for us. We took two plates out to our Fathers, who were very appreciative before returning to the cuisine where our plates were waiting, mine loaded with nourriture and hers barely half full.
"How's school?" She asked as she pushed her pâtes, pâtes alimentaires around her plate, her eyes flashing to the clock and up the stairs for some reason.
"Ehhh it's alright." I...
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