Phone Call

Elena placed her hand on her chest and said, "When I saw your mother's face when she came to school when you passed out, I could tell from her expression how sad and worried she was"

"You think so? Because I have never had a conversation longer than five minutes with my mother."

"Why?" Elena asked as she stood up.

"Where are you going?"

"I can't eat anymore."

"You only ate like two slices."

Elena pointed her finger at Das' plate and said, "And you only ate two."

"You know I don't eat many sweets."

"So, what are you going to do with the rest of the cake?"

Das gave a thumbs-up sign to Elena and said, "I know you can do it."

"I can't eat it."

"I believe in you."

"I said I can't eat it."

"Why not?"

"I don't want you to think I am some kind of glutton." 

"Don't worry; I already think that"

Elena froze as her eyes widened, and she puffed her cheeks, saying, "Do I really eat that much?"