He always thought of his face when he dreamed back at midnight, that stubborn, arrogant, calm, tender face, full of various expressions.
Whenever this happens, he gets up and goes to the refrigerator to look for hamburgers. He was devouring a burger when they first met. Maybe it wasn't a real encounter because they didn't even speak, and the man was made up to look like a half-bald old man.
Later, the man always made fun of him for his food appearance, and he retorted that he didn't even need to put on makeup when pretending to be an old man.
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