I think about eating and I feel nauseous. I eat and I throw up. I should probably consider myself lucky that I can still drink stuff without feeling like shit, but I don't want to jinx it.
Either way, he takes one bottle of Mountain Dew from her, setting it on the counter. And then starts rummaging around the fridge for high nutritional and/or high calorie foods.
And promptly tosses them all in the nearest available blender.]
[ as soon as she realizes what he's doing she makes a face. ew. ] ... [ she keeps her disgust to herself though, because he's trying to help and she appreciates that, but drinking blended food... e- ew. ]
[ she's going to take a seat at the table while he works, because she's kind of tired of moving around. ]
[ she might not be a normal color at the moment, because OMG what have you done to that poor, innocent mountain dew. IT DIDN'T DO ANYTHING WRONG! but, yes, she feels nauseous just thinking about what he's done. ]
[ she stares at him like he's growing another head. ]
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No! You defaced my poor brand. That's, like, t- that's a meat shake disguised as my beloved Dew. [ she clasps her hands over her mouth and groans, head hitting the table... but then she's springing up and pointing at it. ] You take a sip first.
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What is it specifically? The act of eating? The texture?
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C'mon. I'll make you something.
Unless you wanted to talk more about your meeting with H.
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What are you going to make me?
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[Stands up and heads toward the ladder]
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It better not be cup noodle.
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You know I don't actually eat that garbage, don't you?
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[Surely someone eats it.
And up he goes]
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Grab some of your mountain dew stash.
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what stash. ]
[ she does so though, and continues following him. ]
Done.
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Either way, he takes one bottle of Mountain Dew from her, setting it on the counter. And then starts rummaging around the fridge for high nutritional and/or high calorie foods.
And promptly tosses them all in the nearest available blender.]
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[ she's going to take a seat at the table while he works, because she's kind of tired of moving around. ]
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And then pops open the soda bottle, pouring the Mountain Dew with the telltale silver shine of FiN abilities.
When he's done pouring, it looks like any other glass of Mountain Dew: Code Red.]
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[ she might not be a normal color at the moment, because OMG what have you done to that poor, innocent mountain dew. IT DIDN'T DO ANYTHING WRONG! but, yes, she feels nauseous just thinking about what he's done. ]
Uuuuhhhhhmmmmmmhm. [ stares. stares some more. ]
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You're still sponsoring them.
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I
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No! You defaced my poor brand. That's, like, t- that's a meat shake disguised as my beloved Dew. [ she clasps her hands over her mouth and groans, head hitting the table... but then she's springing up and pointing at it. ] You take a sip first.
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