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I glanced over, he was still looking at me. ”Uh… do you need something?””No.””Oh, okay.””It’s just…” he leaned in, ”…you have an onion ring taped to your back.””…Excuse me?””There is a ring of onion applied to you back with an adhesive strip.”I searched his eyes, he seemed amused, but sincere.My hand flew to my back with a look of horror and there it was, with ketchup and everything.
