eleven - 11:11

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Kobi sighed. "I remember being the weakest guy when I was in middle school. So don't get your hopes up, Tina."

Tina's eyes grew wide and so did her grin. "You - You'll come with?!"

He frowned, but his small grin didn't escape Tina's eyes. "Yeah, yeah, shut up. It's nine in the morning, and you're unnaturally energetic."

He served her breakfast and sat across her. Tina noticed that it was vegetables and bread, similar to her supper from last night.

"Mr. Kobi, where do you get these vegetables and breads?"

"I learned how to farm and stuff. Although the baking thing I only knew recently, but everything else, from growing vegetables to cooking them, I knew before." He replied as he cut the carrot in a very precise and prim manner.

"You were raised in the farm, Mr. Kobi?" she asked in curiosity.

Kobi sighed. "What I was isn't important to me, and neither it must be to you. So, the plan?"

Tina looked at the time. Ah, 11:11. Time really flies fast.

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