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I'm afraid I might have angered Rui more than I anticipated.
Somehow, the entire cafeteria now smells like cooked bell peppers. I could feel my flight or fight instinct kicking in, but Rui caught me there and then and requested that I sit down for lunch with him because he had to iron out some details urgently for the next meeting. I couldn't say no, but I wish I did.
Rui was perfectly fine with picking out the vegetables out of his food, but I could never do that even if it's a detested bell pepper on my plate. The worst part about this ordeal is that Rui was awfully chatty today, asking why I was eating slower than usual, why I was making a face while eating, talking about our food with far too much interest for someone who adamantly detests anything green in his food... I almost cried when he began shovelling his bell peppers onto my plate.
I am not ready for tomorrow.