Everything taste so
delicious.
My favorite is salmon.
It has a distinct flavor
that I can’t help but
love.
Cassandra leaves the two
of us alone, and it seems
as if she’s upset.
Maybe it was just my
imagination.
“So, Tsukino, how
are you?” Ronin
asks.
I blush and
reply, “I’m
okay….”
“That’s good to know.”
Ronin eats in an elegant
fashion while I watch him.
I realize my eating is quite
the opposite; I’ve been
eating with my hands.
I quickly clean my
hands with a napkin
and start to eat with
the silverware.
For some reason, Ronin
is staring back at me
with deep interest.
I wonder why.
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