She was not happy so she walked out of her house and kept walking until she realized she was hungry. There was a Korean restaurant across the street from where she stood and she remembered she had liked Korean when they had eaten it together. So she went in and ordered the steaming stone pot. It sizzled like it was angry and she was happy to have a companion who was also angry. But then she became sad again because the small white bowl filled with red hot sauce sat unused on the table. She never used hot sauce but the person she usually liked to eat with but whom she had left at home did. The hot pot quieted down and she asked it if it would like hot sauce but of course it did not answer.
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