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Zoren It only took him a few seconds to get the spaghetti he cooked for me in the kitchen. I was very excited to taste it and I know for sure he can see it in my actions. My favorite is spaghetti ever since I was a kid, and for me, this is my comfort food. I have been feeling stressed for these past few days, I was happy because he invited me for lunch and he even cooked spaghetti for me, isn't too sweet? Well, he is. If he thinks that I did not know that he cooked that for me well he was wrong. "Here is your special spaghetti," Brandon smiled at me as he put the col food keeper on top of the table, he opened it quickly and I could smell the spaghetti on it. That was what I was talking about. I set aside his mom's spaghetti, I will taste it after tasting his spaghetti. "Nice, it smel

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