There was a strange silence between the two of us after airing out some small grievances. Aside from the loud chatter from the other patrons around us, the only sound we made was the clang from silverware hitting our plates.
Wanting to reach a common ground, I began to speak while I moved a meatball around with a fork, “I think we took things a bit further this time.”
Sarah glared at me, “It only started because you said my ass was big.”
“It’s true. It’s not my fault that everything you eat goes straight there.”
“Fuck you, tiny dick!”
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