"You don't want to eat?" Alland offered a plate of spaghetti to Marsha who was sitting right next to him.
Marsha stared at the food disinterestedly. She is still busy with her cellphone which shows that she is playing an offline game. Alland also didn't know what game Marsha was playing. Let alone the important thing is that Marsha is not fussy on the air trip to Russia, Alland thought.
"You only ate a little this morning, Marsha. Eat this spaghetti." he said who had put the white plate on the table opposite Marsha.
Marsha glanced lazily at the plate of spaghetti in front of her. Instead of eating it, she raised her spoon right in front of Alland's face. Handed it to Alland for the man to eat it. Alland was forced to eat it.
"Good boy."
"Not me, but you have to eat." Alland said after he had swallowed all the spaghetti in his mouth.
"I'm not hungry."
