Previously:
He was way out of her league.
"The food here is so delicious," Wen danced in her seat as she enjoyed her burger, "Man, now I want fried chicken."
"Me too," Lai smiled at her, "But I can't unless I want to die of health issues."
"How long until you can eat what you like again?" Wen asked, wiping the side of her mouth with a serviette.
"The doctor said I'm recovering well," Lai said, preparing to eat the sushi, "So just a week or two. After that, I can have all the fried chicken I wa-"
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Wen looked at her, confused as to why she suddenly paused mid-sentence.
"Oh right," Lai slumped her shoulders, "I was told to watch my diet since I'm a model now. I suddenly feel depressed."
Wen chuckled and shrugged, "You will be fine. I'm sure you can have your fried chicken once in a while as long as it's not too much."