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The combination of spices, grease, and cheese were too much for Amuro. It was perhaps, the single most delicious thing he had ever eaten.
A single tear dropped from his eye.
He looked upon Mika, his eyes wide.
“I can never thank you enough.”
“You really like it?” Mika smiled, overjoyed. It was like the satisfaction of teaching a child something new, except with a full grown adult. And this way she didn’t have to deal with pregnancy or conception or anything, which was that much better after that egg donating debacle.
“Here, try some of the other stuff, too.” She beamed as she pushed over one of the paper trays of junk food. There were deep fried Oreos, cream filled doughnuts, and caramel popcorn in a small cup, among other things.
















