seventy three- an old friend

Mello looked up to see the familiar face standing before him, their features softened by a warm smile.

" I'll take my seat then" she said and settled into the seat opposite him.

She leaned forward, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she reached for one of his fried potatoes.

" Do you mind if I steal one of these? They look too good to resist." She smiled.

Mello chuckled, nodding in approval as he pushed the plate of potatoes towards her.

"Go ahead, help yourself. I have plenty to share."

With a grateful smile, she plucked a potato from the plate and popped it into her mouth, savoring the crispy texture and savory flavor.

"Mmm, these are delicious. You always did have a knack for knowing the best delicacies to get at any spots, even at college"

Mello beamed with pride, his heart swelling with affection at her compliment

"Thanks. I'm glad you think so. It's nice to have someone to share them with."

"And wait, don't tell me you still can't recall this face " she leaned forward, her c

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