“Have more, Luna. È delizioso!” Oliver twittered, and I swear if he doesn't shut his mouth, I would walk out from here. The prices of the food already made half my appetite gone. I ordered what I thought I could afford. Panzanella (a type of Italian salad). That was the most un-costlier than the wide range of various things.“That's my limit,” I said with a fake laugh, taking a chomp of cucumber. The dish was great though.In the years that I have known Oliver, blabbering continuously was his streak. He went on babbling about the company, then shifted towards asking about my plans.I provided little to no information about that and tried to finish the Panzanella (a type of Italian salad) instead.“You haven't ordered dessert yet” Oliver implied, taking a sip of red wine from the fancy glass.“I don't eat desserts, actually” I fibbed. Dessert was my favorite part of the course.He hoisted his eyebrow, giving me a look of dissatisfaction. “What?” I inquired.“You are worried about the p
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