In my mind, Dorothy's cooking never seemed to pack such a punch.

Perhaps sensing Everett's hesitation as he fumbled with his fork, Dorothy looked up, her gaze meeting his, "Not to your taste?" "No, it's delicious."

He offered a small smile, then returned to his meal.

At that moment, Everett wouldn't dare to criticize. Who knew what he'd have to face later?

They continued eating in silence until Dorothy suddenly spoke up.

"The dish is a bit salty."

"...A little."

"Want some water? Let me get you a glass."

Everett, pleasantly surprised, started to stand, "I can get it."

sit.

and

glasses of

salt isn't good for the kids' stomachs." Dorothy's tone was as casual as if

finished his water and set the glass on the table, he assured, "It's

"Then why break up?"

be blindsided by that

a neat freak?" Her lips twitched into a smile as she put down her fork, "I'm not wrong,

with Quincy suddenly cured you

filled with an intensity that was

his tongue unconsciously licking his lips, "I'll explain things about Quincy and me

let it go! Not exactly

"Go ahead."

with the

were firm,

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