"What meat is this?" Mavis asks in between bites. Josh threw together some leftovers and heated it in the microwave, which made Mavis fantasies over.
"Pork." Josh says, scratching his neck. Mavis eyes widen and nausea starts to build up in her stomach. She spits the chewed pork back into the plate and runs towards the bathroom. She hovers above the toilet, awaiting all the food that she just ate to escape her mouth.
"Let me help you here." Josh says behind her and softly takes hold of her long hair. Mavis feels embarrassed and wants him to go away, but keeps quiet.
"Are you okay." he asks, concerned when she walks to the basin and rinses her mouth. She nods, reassuringly.
She looks at his dark curls matted to his forehead and how his eyes seemed brighter in the lighting of the bat
