Riz has always taken care of others. Everyday he makes food for his dorm. He loved to cook but after awhile he began to tire. With no thank you’s from his dorm mates and him having to spend most of his savings on fresh ingredients, it just became overwhelming.

It was lunch and he forgot to make himself something. He was so preoccupied with breakfast that it just slipped his mind. His mind overflowed with thoughts of food. His stomach growled and his mind blanked, conjuring only food. A fresh tomato from the market, a new package of tofu, a chocolate bar that was oh so sweet. His brain continued until someone sat next to him.