you were in the kitchen washing your hands after eating when you noticed felix sitting at the table, staring at his food while picking at it every so often. youve noticed him doing this at every meal for the past few days and finally, youve decided to ask him about it. "is the food not good?" you ask. he lifts his head, staring at you for a moment. he sighs softly before responding. "..no, the food is fine." he turns back to his plate, sighing and taking a small bite.
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