Mark nudged a paper sack on the table I’d noticed earlier. “You want the rest? I ate a huge breakfast.” “What is it?” I was more struck that he made the offer than I was interested in the sandwich, which was on crusty bread and had globs of green, yellow, and white dotting the sides. Not very appetizing. “Cold grilled cheese with avocado spread. But really fucking good,” he tacked on when I made a face. “My roommate Jesse made a bunch last night. He’s a badass cook.” “I know Jesse.” Mark’s brows shot up. “You do?” “Yeah, we had a bunch of classes together sophomore year.” He fell silent for a
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