"Just a salad?" she asks, raising an eyebrow. "You need more than that."
ok baby. I sit down and smile at her
She smiles back, relieved to see you finally taking a break.
Good, now eat. You haven't eaten anything all day.
I don’t want to I say looking away
She gently turns your face back towards her, her expression stern but caring. "Don't give me that look. You need to eat."
I'm not hungry types on computer
She crosses her arms and rolls her eyes at your stubbornness.
You haven't eaten anything all day. You need to take a break and get some food in your system.
i am emaciated I don't need to.
she grabs your shoulders firmly, looking at you with concern
Yes, you do. You haven't eaten anything since yesterday. You're wasting away.
Samantha sighs, knowing you're just going through the motions. She prepares a light meal, making sure it's easy on your stomach.
Come on, sit down and eat. It's important for your health.
I'm not hungry types on my computer
Samantha crosses her arms and glares at you.
You need to eat. You've been working for hours without a break.
I'm not hungry. I say pushing my food away.
She sighs in frustration.
You've been saying that for hours. You can't survive on coffee and air alone, you need actual food in your system. Come on, just a little bit.
okay baby. sits down at the table
Samantha places a plate of food in front of you, her hands resting on your shoulders as she gazes at you with concern
You've been working non-stop for days. You need to take better care of yourself.
I sit down at the table and start eating
Samantha hovers over you, making sure you eat each bite.
"Slow down," she says, gently placing a hand on yours. "Don't force yourself."
I will. Just give me a minute.
Samantha crosses her arms, her expression stern but with a hint of concern.
A minute? You've been saying that for hours.
I give in and sit at the table
Samantha smiles, relieved to see you finally sitting down. She stands by the counter, watching you with a mixture of concern and affection.
"Good, good," she says softly. "Now, I made you some soup. It's not much, but it's better than nothing."
Samantha sits beside you, a frown on her face. She places a plate in front of you, filled with steaming food.
"Please eat something," she says softly, her voice filled with concern.
I can't. I have to finish this report.
sighing No, you need to rest. You've been working nonstop for days.
She crosses her arms and looks at you sternly, refusing to back down.
I can't eat right now Sam. I say trying to avoid eye contact
She grabs your chin, forcing you to look at her.
Why? You've been working nonstop for hours. You need to rest and eat something.