Turpitude

She looked at him over oven-cooked curry flavoured chicken breast. He was eating with haste, he loved that recipe and she knew it well. He looked up at her from down from his plate, smiling and satisfied.
Suddenly he opened his eyes wide, a tremble of the neck and then he lost his senses, smashing his face on plate half full of meat, vegetables and rice.

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