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 Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2008 11:00 am
With a breath, the teacher nodded, "ok..." he smiled a little, "well...wh-what do you recomend to eat? It looks like a homey place." he losened his grasp a little more.
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2008 5:20 pm
"I thought we'd settled for a milkshake and burger," she said crossing her arms briefly in what appeared to be out of annoyance. "I want to see you eat half a burger and drink half a milkshake."
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2008 5:30 pm
"Ok, ok, relax," he put his hands up in surrender, "well. Let's order or do whatever we're supposed to do here and then sit to eat it then we can go home and go about our days," he sighed slightly and wrapped his arms around himself as if someone was about to slice his throat or see him naked. Whichever one.
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Posted: Mon Jun 09, 2008 6:58 pm
She talked to one of the waitresses who began to show them to one of the back tables. It'd be easier this way since Mitch could not be watched while he was eating. She was thinking mainly of his comfort.
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Posted: Mon Jun 09, 2008 8:29 pm
When they were seated Mitch awkwardly sat down and bit his fingers a little before turning his attention to Delilah, "can I confide something in you?" he sighed out calming himself. He hated how he was right now, why couldn't he just be the old Mitch? He wanted to scream and be his old self.
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Posted: Mon Jun 09, 2008 11:43 pm
"Of course you can," Delilah said. She already knew what they were going to order so she didn't even bother looking at the menu. She leaned slightly on her elbow due to a tiredness that had just come to her.
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Posted: Mon Jun 09, 2008 11:51 pm
"I'm thinking about...mmm..." he thought of the right words, "becoming a chef..." he said softly like a scared child, "is that stupid of me? Am I being foolish for this?" he questioned, Mitch thought highly of what Delilah thought and if she thought it was stupid he probably wouldn't do it.
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Posted: Mon Jun 09, 2008 11:59 pm
"That's a good idea," Delilah said. "I know you're really good at cooking and I'm sure everyone would agree with you. You should try to work your way up too and then you can do custom orders and show off your talents, or maybe we could open up a restaurant for you and I could help with the waitressing. I'm sure Rosalie would love to help fund that."
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Posted: Tue Jun 10, 2008 12:05 am
"Maybe, it sounds nice, but you and Rosalie have your own jobs to worry about. You shouldn't have to worry about mine. I'll find a job somewhere top notch, if I can, and then I should easily climb the ropes." he played with a napkin and smiled half heartedly.
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Posted: Tue Jun 10, 2008 5:25 pm
"First you have to get back to a normal weight," she said with a smile. "We can even get you a nutritionist if you need one and she can help you get back to eating and it will be healthy too."
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Posted: Tue Jun 10, 2008 8:47 pm
"...I don't want to be made fun of..." he said softly, "if I get back to my normal weight then everyone will make fun of me. I don't want to be misserable anymore," he said looking ready to burst into tears.
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Posted: Tue Jun 10, 2008 9:49 pm
"Well if anyone makes fun of you I will personally tell them off," she said. "Besides you didn't look bad, you'll be fine. You need to get to a healthy weight. A healthy weight doesn't mean overweight and you weren't overweight in the first place."
She was more compassionated this time as she spoke, making sure to say the words quietly and carefully. She had her menu closed and she knew a waitress or waiter would come over soon. She would hope it wasn't the one who made blatantly obvious comments about the customers on occasion.
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Posted: Tue Jun 10, 2008 9:56 pm
Mitch clutched his chest as his heart skipped a beat, his dark mocha eyes stared at Delilah and he wiped a tear that had fallen down his pale face. "Ok...I'll be fine and I'll get better...I'll get healthy..." he looked down at his lap after that and just sort of stared as if he was thinking about something in depth.
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Posted: Tue Jun 10, 2008 9:58 pm
Luckily the server that came by was a stranger that Delilah had never met before. She inquired about the female that had served her and discovered that she had been fired about a year ago because of a horrendous comment she made to a customer about their weight. Relief seemed to wash over her as she looked down at the menu again.
"We'll split a milkshake and a burger with tomato, lettuce, and ketchup," she said.
"And what kind of a milkshake would you two like?" he asked, not really daring to inquire if they were dating since it looked like it.
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Posted: Tue Jun 10, 2008 10:02 pm
"How about strawberry?" whispered Mitch so soft it was like a butterfly's wing was his voice and the butterfly made off with his voice instead of it's wing. He didn't say anything else, he didn't tell Delilah that he hated tomato's and that ketchup was the only good kind of tomato. He didn't say anything, didn't look at the server, didn't look at Delilah, didn't make another move. His eyes just stared at his lap half way closed.
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