Elena, Jeremy and Ric were sitting at the cuisine table, tableau having dinner. Well, Jeremy was eating. Elena was stirring in her nourriture and Alaric was looking at her.
“If toi wanted mashed potatoes toi could’ve asked” he said. Elena looked up distracted. “What? No, it’s good. It’s really nice” she said.
“How would toi know?” Alaric asked. “You didn’t eat yet”
“It looks really nice” Elena a dit 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 toi to tell me”
Elena looked down at her plate,...
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