After a long day at the office, Holly was ready to take her lunch break. Just thinking about the leftover pasta and meatballs she brought with her for the day was enough to put an extra spring in her step. She smiled as she smelled the delicious aroma waft to her nose as she heated it up in the microwave and sat down with it at one of the tables. Holly was just about to put the first bite in her mouth when Kelly walked in.
"Hi Kelly. Hungry?" she asked conversationally.
"Yeah. I brought some low cal yogurt and some nuts. What're you having?"
"Pasta. I was over at my Mom's and she let me take some—"
"Oh my God, you know all those carbs are going to go straight to your butt and thighs, right?" Kelly interrupted.
"I don't think eating some leftovers are really going to make that much—"
"Seriously, it was, like, on TV! It can clog up your arteries and you could die!" she said, looking at the food with disgust.
Holly didn't know how to react. She was still going to eat it, but Kelly was being pretty rude.
"Look Kelly, if you don't like it, fine. Just let me eat in peace, ok?" she asked.
With a huff, Kelly sat down at an opposite table. Holly was being a total b for no reason.
Kelly finished her yogurt and nuts long before Holly was done with her pasta. The smell still lingered in the, making her practically empty stomach growl. She was torn between asking for a bite and staying in a huff. It did not go unnoticed by Holly.
"Would you like some?"
Kelly hesitated. "Well…"
"Ok, if you change your mind, it'll be right here."
When Holly went back to get her mother's tupperwear before she went home, the rest of the spaghetti and meatballs were gone, the container was washed, and a thank you/I'm sorry note was taped to the bottom.