#thread.violet

Placing the fresh dates on the kitchen table among the other plates of food, Bijan contently found his kitchen once again filled with enough to feed a family. He'd share the food with his guest for Iftar this evening, and either keep the leftovers for the next day or bring them to his neighbours. He put the kettle on before hearing the door bell ring, hurrying through his apartment to the door. Not because he didn't want Violet to wait, but because he was hungry. He opened the door with excitement and ushered Violet inside. "Come, come, yallah, good food is waiting, you cannot imagine how hungry I must be," he joked.