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Lovino stared at the plate in front of him, a look of pure horror on his face.
is this shit, Antonio?
The Spanish man smiled nervously, staring at the Italian from across the table. Theyre just french-fries, Lovi
Lovino picked up a fry between his fingers, holding it away from him like it was a dirty rag. I asked for something to eat for lunch and you make me this? He blanched, dropping the offending item. What the hell are you getting at? You getting some sick pleasure from this or something?
Lovi, please, I just
Maledizione! He pushed the plate away from him, sticking out his tongue in disgust. Just merda, Antonio! Why would you try to feed me something that potato bastard would eat? Seriously! Lovinos chair grated against the ground as he stood, crossing his arm. Theres a reason that hamburger idiot named those afte