Azael
Azael looks at me askance.
-A lady who sometimes comes to clean, has been taking care of me since I was little. - Suddenly I want to know more about Azael's life, but knowing how little he likes me to ask him things, I decide to shut up. Meanwhile, he opens and closes cabinets until he takes out a jar with macaroni in it and another with tomato. - Macaroni?
- Mmm ...- I say, starting to starve- I love macaroni -Azael puts them on the counter and approaches me with a seductive face. I, however, back away.
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