Earlier my boyfriend’s mama made us beans and tortillas but I don’t like beans so she made mushrooms. I thought that she made that for her daughter so I didn’t tell her I didn’t like mushrooms because I was just going to make oatmeal or something.
It turns that those mushrooms were for me. I don’t mind mushrooms they’re alright. I had them anyway since I know that his mama didn’t have to make me a separate dinner for me.
Today, I will appreciate people’s efforts.