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Post by Abigail Fairweather on Nov 5, 2012 15:28:38 GMT -5
Obviously Abigail was trying not to look at him, her eyes was like glued to the menu-card like something really interesting was standing in it, but she seemed to loosen up when he followed the change of subject. She glanced at him for a second and then stared at the menu again. This thing could just as well have been standing in hieroglyphs after his question: What would you like to eat. She had no idea what so ever, normally she just ate fast food someone else had made or had a premade dinner from the local supermarkets frost box. ”No!” she burst out at his words, and shortly after found herself stared at by the surrounding people. It had been a tad louder than wished for. ”… No here is fine… I just usually never eat stuff like this” she turned silent and turned her eyes towards the menu-card and slowly closed it and tittered lowly. ”I must be horribly embarrassing to drag around” she hid her face in one hand shaking her head shortly, before looking at Simon with a smile that didn’t really look happy. ”I am so sorry”
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