You're My Mate

ZACHARY

Normally, I don’t spend more than two minutes eating whatever food is brought to me–breakfast, Lunch, dinner–I just always want to end it as fast as I can so that the smell of a maid’s fear in my room could evaporate and I can be left alone again in the solace of my room. I never even finish eating no matter how tasty the food is. I get disgusted after the second spoon but still push a few more spoons into my mouth and then that’s it. Today, I didn’t know when I finished the entirety of my dinner served to me by mate. I never finish eating the hottest meals yet I shoved the cold one down my throat like it was the most delicious thing ever. I didn’t enjoy the food. No need to lie about that. It was already sour. Cheese and…is definitely not the kind of food you eat cold. What I truly enjoyed was the presence of my mate who was still kneeling dutifully in front of me. Her presence was what made me eat finish the entire sour food. It was the best excuse to have her stay longer be