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When I go out to dinner at a restaurant I immediately turn my fork sideways and squint to see if it has straight tines. I mortified my husband when we started dating because I asked the waiter for a new fork. Twice. Now my husband readily trades me forks whenever I ask.
Why am I so
obsessed fastidious about my fork?
Growing up, I spent eight years with metal in my mouth. Braces, permanent retainers, jaw enlarging devices. So I refused to eat with a fork that would scrape against these contraptions. The aversion kept with me, even after achieving (nearly) perfect teeth.
What would your character do in a restaurant? And what does that hint about her backstory?