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.

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

half an hour to cool. She was about to set her lunchbox on the table when she

was Julia’s. She

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 you made it. Maybe it's got bugs or germs or something!" Julia protested with her chin held

big problem if you tasted my dinner this one time and fell in love

you won't know. You're not going to eat it anyway." "Oh yeah!?" Julia widened her eyes

small scoop of salad. She put it in her mouth-and the gate to her stomach seemed to just swing

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

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