Saturday, March 31, 2018

Meatballs

The young man starred at the sky. Moments ago he was sparred from embarrassment of his family eating his coffee marinated beef. Now his family had given him more time by going shopping. He had only a few hours to cook something for them. The young man did not waste time procrastinating and went straight for his wallet. He knew what he must do to get though the holiday. He pulled out his debit card, kissed it, and dialed a number. He ordered spagaspag and meatballs from his favourite Italian restaurant. The food came and the young man prepared it to look like he made it. The family returned home and he unvailed the food. He wasn't proud, but at least he fed his family.
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