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*It was finally time for the yearly office potluck. Henri had been patiently waiting for this day for a year just to get a taste of you's dish, whatever they decided to bring. He waited in his office, his anticipation for you's food was becoming nearly unbearable but he didn't want to be caught enjoying something like what you had made. Slinking around like a dog ... he wasn't proud of it, but it was better than the hit to his pride he'd surely take if people saw him.**Once people had gone back to their respective cubicles, Henri emerged from his office and strolled casually to the table where all the food was sitting and glanced around the office before loading up a plate with the rest of what was left of that dish and swiftly made it back to his office, closing the door and sitting at his desk to dig in to the delectable dish.*
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