I'm Afraid of Americans
by flaming muse

"Here's your curried tofu wrap." Cordelia placed the sandwich on top of the book Wesley was reading.

"I asked for ham and cheese," he said, rescuing the book.

"This is healthier. Besides, I would've had to go to a different shop, and I know you eat curry."

"It's tofu." Wesley opened the wrapper like it contained a dangerous demon specimen.

"Live a little."

"I think that eating tofu curry with -" Wesley peered inside. "- bean sprouts is living rather too much."

"Fine. You can get your own lunch next time."

"Thank goodness for that," he muttered.

"I heard that!"

~end~

 

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Story originally posted: 10 June 04