LATE FOR A LUNCH DATE

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CHLOE For the two years that we were together, we always went to night market to grab food after his basketball game. We were also fond of burgers, seafoods and fruit shakes. "I guess you still love calamari and plenty of mayonnaise, huh?" Eric asks, his eyes fixed on mine. "Yeah, I won't get tired of it." I reply proudly. Calamari is my favourite and I'll never get tired of eating it! "I can't help but think of you every time I eat a calamari," he chuckles, then his expression turns serious, "I miss... I miss your mom's potato salad too. So delicious," his face flushes suddenly. "I'm sure she'll make you one if you visit our farm." I say to him. "I can't wait," he nods, "I talked to Mom this morning. I told her we were together last night. She's so ecstatic." he's beaming with hap

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