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There was a tall, good-looking man in a nice suit standing outside. His hands were full of bulging grocery bags, and he was sweating lightly on his forehead.
He said, “I walked up because the lift was broken.”
There always seemed to be problems with the lifts in new buildings.
Tonia questioned, “How did you get here?”
Sammy swung the bags a little. “I wanted to try your food again.”
Tonia lived in a little two-bedroom flat that was only a little over 500 square feet. She lived in the smaller bedroom, and Mingol lived in the larger bedroom.
Sammy walked in and looked around the whole facility in a matter of seconds.
He just rubbed his nose and walked away when he saw Mingol lying on the bed in the master bedroom with her tail wagging in greeting.
“How did you even know about this place?”Tonia enquired.
Sammy didn’t answer her inquiry. “I’ve been hungry all day.” I recently carried a few dozen pounds of goods up to the 12th floor. “Let me catch my breath first if you’re going to question me.”
Tonia had no response.
“I’m very hungry. Can you make something? “I haven’t eaten anything all day.”
“What do you want?”
Sammy pointed to the bag of groceries he had brought and said, “I got these at the store.” You decide what to make.
Tonia went over the things, and her frown got worse with each one. “You got ripped off. This tomato is spilling and squashed, while these cucumbers are damaged.
“Really?”Sammy sat down on the couch and seemed nonchalant. “I didn’t notice.” “Just took what I wanted.”
“You don’t even look at what you buy?”
“Not really.”
Tonia groaned. It made sense. A powerful lawyer like him, who charged seven figures per case, presumably never went to the produce section.
“How much did all of this cost you?”
“1,200 dollars”
“Excuse me, what?”
Sammy said, “I went to Finna Department Store.” They told me that these fruits and vegetables were flown in from the source.
Tonia couldn’t believe it and was flabbergasted. “Who in their right mind buys groceries from a high-end department store?”
“Then where should I get them? ”
“At a grocery store, a farmers’ market, or even online.”
Sammy seemed really confused. “Online?”
“Forget it,” Tonia said, giving up. “You have money to burn.” I won’t waste my time attempting to help you save it. “Just keep going to the department store.”
Tonia chose a simple supper as night fell.
Sammy ate it up quickly, finishing a whole bowl in only a few minutes.
She looked at him in shock. “Have you gone on another business trip? ”
“Yeah.”
“You can’t just starve if you don’t like the food in another country!” There’s always something like bread and milk.
“My stomach can’t take it,” Sammy said, putting a palm on his stomach. “Cold food doesn’t sit well.”
“Your stomach is also sensitive? Raph” Tonia caught herself barely in time.
Sammy shrugged. “Raph drinks too much.” Mine is genetic. Since I was a kid, my stomach has been weak. It doesn’t like the cold and can get acid reflux easily.
Tonia heard this and went to the kitchen to boil some water. She then put it in front of him and quietly took the beer he had brought back.
“Your stomach is too sensitive to drink cold things.”
Sammy’s lips twisted up into a small smile, but he did what he was told. “Okay.”
“Is there enough food for you?”
“Is there anything else?”
Tonia rose up and said, “I’ll toast some bread and fry an egg for you.”
“Sounds good,” Sammy said with a nod.
In a matter of minutes, she made a sandwich with a fried egg, gammon, tomato slices, lettuce, pickles and a lot of cheese on top.
It was twice as big as anything Sammy could get at a convenience store. He looked at the “monster” sandwich on the plate for a long time without moving.
Tonia raised an eyebrow and said, “Is there anything in there that you don’t eat?” Just choose it.
He shook his head and said, “I’ll eat anything.”
“Even if I poisoned it?” she shot back. ”
“I’d eat it even if you put poop in it.”
Tonia was speechless, but Sammy was eager to get started.
She wrinkled her nose and remarked, “God, you’re disgusting.”
“It’s my food, not yours.” “All that matters is that I can handle it.”
“Do your clients realise that the lawyer they hired for a lot of money acts this way in private?”
Sammy laughed softly. “Work is work.” Life is life. “I could eat poop and still win a case.” Tonia was angry, but Sammy seemed happy as he ate. When he was done, Tonia observed, “It’s getting late.” You should go back.
Sammy pulled up his sleeves and said, “I’ll do the dishes before I leave.”
“No need.” I’m fine with just these two bowls.
He started taking the dirty dishes away and went to the kitchen without asking for her permission. A few moments later, she heard water running.
“Ton, where’s the soap for the dishes?”he yelled.
“On the right side of the cabinet, the second shelf.”
“And the towels?”
“Under the cabinets, there’s a drawer.”
“Where’s the bag for the trash?”
He said, “I walked up because the lift was broken.”
There always seemed to be problems with the lifts in new buildings.
Tonia questioned, “How did you get here?”
Sammy swung the bags a little. “I wanted to try your food again.”
Tonia lived in a little two-bedroom flat that was only a little over 500 square feet. She lived in the smaller bedroom, and Mingol lived in the larger bedroom.
Sammy walked in and looked around the whole facility in a matter of seconds.
He just rubbed his nose and walked away when he saw Mingol lying on the bed in the master bedroom with her tail wagging in greeting.
“How did you even know about this place?”Tonia enquired.
Sammy didn’t answer her inquiry. “I’ve been hungry all day.” I recently carried a few dozen pounds of goods up to the 12th floor. “Let me catch my breath first if you’re going to question me.”
Tonia had no response.
“I’m very hungry. Can you make something? “I haven’t eaten anything all day.”
“What do you want?”
Sammy pointed to the bag of groceries he had brought and said, “I got these at the store.” You decide what to make.
Tonia went over the things, and her frown got worse with each one. “You got ripped off. This tomato is spilling and squashed, while these cucumbers are damaged.
“Really?”Sammy sat down on the couch and seemed nonchalant. “I didn’t notice.” “Just took what I wanted.”
“You don’t even look at what you buy?”
“Not really.”
Tonia groaned. It made sense. A powerful lawyer like him, who charged seven figures per case, presumably never went to the produce section.
“How much did all of this cost you?”
“1,200 dollars”
“Excuse me, what?”
Sammy said, “I went to Finna Department Store.” They told me that these fruits and vegetables were flown in from the source.
Tonia couldn’t believe it and was flabbergasted. “Who in their right mind buys groceries from a high-end department store?”
“Then where should I get them? ”
“At a grocery store, a farmers’ market, or even online.”
Sammy seemed really confused. “Online?”
“Forget it,” Tonia said, giving up. “You have money to burn.” I won’t waste my time attempting to help you save it. “Just keep going to the department store.”
Tonia chose a simple supper as night fell.
Sammy ate it up quickly, finishing a whole bowl in only a few minutes.
She looked at him in shock. “Have you gone on another business trip? ”
“Yeah.”
“You can’t just starve if you don’t like the food in another country!” There’s always something like bread and milk.
“My stomach can’t take it,” Sammy said, putting a palm on his stomach. “Cold food doesn’t sit well.”
“Your stomach is also sensitive? Raph” Tonia caught herself barely in time.
Sammy shrugged. “Raph drinks too much.” Mine is genetic. Since I was a kid, my stomach has been weak. It doesn’t like the cold and can get acid reflux easily.
Tonia heard this and went to the kitchen to boil some water. She then put it in front of him and quietly took the beer he had brought back.
“Your stomach is too sensitive to drink cold things.”
Sammy’s lips twisted up into a small smile, but he did what he was told. “Okay.”
“Is there enough food for you?”
“Is there anything else?”
Tonia rose up and said, “I’ll toast some bread and fry an egg for you.”
“Sounds good,” Sammy said with a nod.
In a matter of minutes, she made a sandwich with a fried egg, gammon, tomato slices, lettuce, pickles and a lot of cheese on top.
It was twice as big as anything Sammy could get at a convenience store. He looked at the “monster” sandwich on the plate for a long time without moving.
Tonia raised an eyebrow and said, “Is there anything in there that you don’t eat?” Just choose it.
He shook his head and said, “I’ll eat anything.”
“Even if I poisoned it?” she shot back. ”
“I’d eat it even if you put poop in it.”
Tonia was speechless, but Sammy was eager to get started.
She wrinkled her nose and remarked, “God, you’re disgusting.”
“It’s my food, not yours.” “All that matters is that I can handle it.”
“Do your clients realise that the lawyer they hired for a lot of money acts this way in private?”
Sammy laughed softly. “Work is work.” Life is life. “I could eat poop and still win a case.” Tonia was angry, but Sammy seemed happy as he ate. When he was done, Tonia observed, “It’s getting late.” You should go back.
Sammy pulled up his sleeves and said, “I’ll do the dishes before I leave.”
“No need.” I’m fine with just these two bowls.
He started taking the dirty dishes away and went to the kitchen without asking for her permission. A few moments later, she heard water running.
“Ton, where’s the soap for the dishes?”he yelled.
“On the right side of the cabinet, the second shelf.”
“And the towels?”
“Under the cabinets, there’s a drawer.”
“Where’s the bag for the trash?”