I use my fork to move the food around the plate, so I can create the illusion that I'm eating when I haven't had a single bite.
I know it's bad. My mother always taught me to never play with food, it's disrespectful. I'm aware of all this, but whenever I'm surrounded by the Romanos, I lose my appetite. It has been this way since I got here, and I don't think this feeling will ever pass.
Everyone's silent. If Luigi doesn't say anything, then no none will. Lorenzo takes a few bites of his food, but he never eats much either. I guess we're both in the same boat. We're both here out of better options.
Luigi looks up and clears his throat, "I have an announcement to make. Tomorrow evening we will have a dinner party with some of our closest friends." Friends? I'm surprised that he thinks
