[color=f7976a][h1]Sasha[/h1]
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"You're welcome, Romey. And thank you, Ty. At least [i]some[/i] people can show gratitude and appreciation." I said with a pointed glare at Luke. "If my food is so bad, you can cook for yourself from now on." 


[color=f26522][h1]Luke[/h1][/color]

I internally panicked. I couldn't cook at all on this planet. I didn't know anything about the technology, or the way they prepared food. I had two choices. I could tell Sasha to not be so sensitive and that I was joking and never eat again, or I could apologize and still get fed. One sacrificed my pride, but food is honestly more important. I sighed "Sorry, Sasha."