Episode 138

“Well! Now, we’re going to have to make a new round of chicken,” I said, groaning angrily while he chuckled and pointed toward the store room.

“At least we have a whole island of them,” he joked and I nodded, slightly feeling guilty about wasting food.

I had grown up to know that wasting food was not an option and here I was, abusing the gift of abundance. I needed to retrace my steps.

“Why don’t we just order takeout?” I suggested and he pondered a while over it before he shrugged and looked me in the eyes.

“What?” I asked and he shrugged.

“Well, why do you want takeout?” He asked and I rolled my eyes. He was literally impossible.

“Don’t give me that look! I just want to know why. I can cook the food if that is what it’s about,” he pressured but I was already having a headache as he kept going on and on.

“I didn't know men talk a lot,” I spat and he looked at me with a surprised expression.

“Okay, I’m only talking this much because I want you to be comfortable with me. I don’t want