Refusing to take that lying, he retorted, “No, something’s wrong with you. Just shut up and peel.”
Stomaching my displeasure, I peeled it like he asked, while he ate it happily. The restaurant was packed, for it was peak hour. All the other female patrons had their date doing the peeling for them, but not me. Thanks to that, everyone looked at us with odd expressions.
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