"Try this one. It's tasty!" Jerry put the carbonate that he twirled using his fork and placed it in front of her mouth, urging her to eat it.
Keila, even though feeling a bit uncomfortable, still opened her mouth and ate it. It wasn't part of what friends do these days. She didn't know why he was doing it.
"How was it?" he asked, smiling and waiting for her answer.
She smiled a bit, nodding. "It's good. But... I have my own, though."
They looked at Keila's own plate of pasta and to Jerry's already nearly consumed one. They has the same order, and he didn't need to do that so she was confused why did he suddenly offer her to take a bite.
"Right," he just said, chuckling to escape the embarrassment.
They went silent once again, just focusing on eating and not talking anymore. They
