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❝𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘭
𝘴𝘰 𝘪 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘺 𝘱𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘢𝘭
𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘪'𝘮 𝘮𝘢𝘥
𝘪 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵
𝘪 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘢𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘷𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘢 𝘴𝘱𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦
𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘱 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦
𝘱𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳
𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘱𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘬𝘦𝘺
𝘪 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸
𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨
𝘪 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸
𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨
𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘐'𝘮 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨❞
- 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘵𝘢𝘺𝘭𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘸𝘪𝘧𝘵
"LISTEN UP! I SERVE IT THREE TIMES A DAY, AND YOU WILL EAT IT THREE TIMES A DAY. GRAB YOUR TRAY, GET YOUR FOOD, AND SIT YOUR BUTTS DOWN NOW!"
chef yaps out orders to you all, eyeing you all angrily.
"excuse me" beth speaks up, "will we be getting all the major food groups?"
you blink as you look at the slop chef was serving.
"yeah, cause i get hypoglycemic real bad if i don't get enough sugar"
your eyebrows raise,
hyper the what now?
"you'll get a whole lot of shut the heck up!" chef shouts in harolds face.
what is with this sensitization
"have a cow" owen smiles at noah.
"what was that?!" chef questions and they both go rigid.
"come closer, fat boy. i didn't hear you" chef beckons.
"uh, i didn't really say anything important" owen grins sheepishly, taking his tray of food.
"i'm sure you didn't" chef looks him up and down.
"you, scrawny kid" chef talks to noah, who looked down at his plate. "give me your plate"
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𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝘀, 𝗰𝗮𝗺𝗲𝗿𝗮, 𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 , 𝘁𝗼𝘁𝗮𝗹 𝗱𝗿𝗮𝗺𝗮
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