I was overcome with anger and ambition; in the meantime, I inhaled a half-loaf of bread with cheese and salami. It's been like this since the dawn of time; when I get angry, I get hungry, and if I can't find food in that moment, this state of anger drags on and on.
"Bon appétit, my pasha!"
Eating in secret was impossible; Sukrucuk, who was scanning who was doing what with his hawk eyes, caught me immediately.
"I'm starving, do you guys want some too?"
I knew I was asking the question in vain; everyone grabbed a half-loaf and started eating.
"This doesn't go down well dry, does it, girls?"
Look at Toraman; with this political agility, he'll definitely be the Hunters Town Mayoral Candidate in the next election.
After the girls nodded their heads in agreement, I served the drinks too; man, my anger had subsided a bit, but look, it hit the roof again. Muttering 'Black Wrists, you're gonna get yours', we finished our meal.
