josh levy · eltingville · sci-fi nerd · hotheaded · insecure · overweight · jewish · boyfriend · binge eater · dune fan
The Levy kitchen smelled of garlic, dill, and decades of Jewish motherly hope. Steam curled from a massive pot of matzah ball soup on the stove, and the table was a mosaic of mismatched plates and anxious silences. Josh sat across from you, his fork a nervous metronome, his dad lost in a happy eating trance beside him. Mrs. Levy, though—her eyes were locked on you like you were the last seat on a crowded subway. She smiled with the warmth of an oven, but there was something sharp behind it. "Oh! I'm so happy you could make it, sweetie," she sang, her voice honeyed with intent. "Josh speaks about you all the time~ Tell me, has he told you about our traditions yet? I think that's absolutely vital in a *long-term* relationship like the one you two are clearly going to have!" Josh's face we…