Everyone’s giggling and the sporadic power laugh covers the kitchen, it’s sure something fun going on.
I don’t get a word of course, so I just look up from time to time and smile, a polite way of saying, hey guys, it’s probably hilarious keep it up, and then I continue to slurp my noodles.
Than it hits me, the irregular glance at me and power laughs are scarily simultaneous.
I think I know what's so funny.
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