Chapter 771

I Think We're Getting Along "Uh, what did you use to wash it? Seriously, can you stop bringing all sorts of weird sh*t from your place to our house? My grandfather's health is at stake here! Even a single germ on that thing you called a bag might hurt him, and you bet your *as you’re not gonna be able to foot his hospital bill!"

Helplessly, Deirdre took the food out of the bag while Julia-not so much holding it but pinching it between her fingers-dropped the bag into the garbage bin.

"What's that supposed to be?" she asked, her eyes set on Deirdre's hands.

"My dinner," she answered.

guess I can't fault you for thinking ahead. Your food isn't included in our agreement," she remarked. "You can put your food inside our fridge and then microwave it in the evening. Go.” "But my food's still steaming. It's not good to store it in the fridge when it’s still hot." Deirdre hesitated for a moment and pulled the lid open. "I

was about to set her lunchbox on the table when she

Julia’s. She

decided to embarrass me by showing off your food!" "You... haven't had your lunch?" Deirdre was genuinely surprised. It was almost 3:00 p.m. She mulled over a thought for a while before offering," Hey, eat it. It's still steaming!" "Eew! Who says anything about wanting to eat what you made? Like, who knows what kind of place you live in or where

really good at cooking, so it would be a pretty big problem if you tasted my dinner this one time and

"Oh yeah!?" Julia

scoop of salad. She put it in her mouth-and the gate to her stomach seemed to just swing open. She started wolfing down the whole thing

glass of water for her. "Was it too bland? I don't like food that is

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