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. I've got

turned and walked into the

back with two glasses of

Langston. Too much salt isn't good for the kids' stomachs." Dorothy's tone was as casual as if she was discussing the weather, a stark contrast to the cold demeanor she had when Everett first walked

water and set the glass on

"Then why break up?"

expected to be blindsided by that

neat freak?" Her lips twitched into a smile as she put down her fork, "I'm not wrong, am I?" "No,

Quincy suddenly cured you

an intensity that was hard to

unconsciously licking his lips, "I'll explain things about

let it go! Not exactly the

"Go ahead."

agree with the breakup, is that

firm, clearly not

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