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『 dinner 』
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A SCOFF ESCAPED Delores's mouth as her mother used the fancy plates to set the table.
It was a rare occurrence when her mother would use the stupid plates with the blue design that delicately ran around the plates.
"Mom, this isn't necessary." Delores sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose.
Beatrice made a 'tsk' noise, "Miel, he's a guest, we have to have a good... how do you say it? Ah, Impression." she muttered the last bit to herself.
Delores let out a sigh again, and then leaned against the table, "Why are you encouraging my stalker?" she asked her mother with a raised eyebrow, "You gave him our number and our address. Shouldn't your mind be screaming; 'danger étranger!' ?"
Beatrice rolled her eyes and looked over at her daughter with a scolding look, "Ce n'est pas un harceleur. C'est un garçon gentil." she said matter-of-factly at her daughter.
Delores rolled her eyes, "Vous ne le connaissez pas." she shot back into the same dry tone.
Beatrice went to shoot something back at her daughter, but then the doorbell rang, and Delores crossed her arms over her chest.
"Si je vomis, c'est de ta faute," Delores said in an annoyed tone, as her mother walked past her to get to the door.
Beatrice looked over her shoulder at the young woman, "Se comporter." she said before opening the door.
Delores let out another sigh, before approaching her mother, and looked over her shoulder to see Five with his hands stuffed into the pockets of his suit.
"Sorry I'm a few minutes late, I just got off of work," he informed the two, who just stared at him.
"That's alright." Beatrice smiled widely at Five, "Come in." she moved to the side, then sent Delores a scolding look, and Delores reluctantly did the same.
Five sent Delores a nod, and she copied with the action, but then she did it her equilibrium felt as if it was off and she would have tumbled over right there.
Five let his eyes drift around the cozy house. It was warmly lit but was full of cool colors, and if you looked close enough, and past all the aesthetics of the house, you would see the small little tacky knick-knacks on the shelves, and scattered around the home.
