“What the hell is this?” I asked in disgust. “Sushi,” Caleb said with a frown. “I got you the chef’s special. It’s all freshly caught today and-” “You know I don’t eat animals, right?” I asked, picking up a chopstick and poking at something bright pink. It wobbled. I almost puked in my mouth. “Not even fish?” “No,” I replied. “And especially not raw fucking fish.” I shuddered again, dropping the chopstick in disgust.

