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"Uhhh... Ma'am"
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>"Yes Private?"
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"I cannot possibly consume this"
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>Reckless' demeanor instantly drops, her face going bleak
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>"I hear correctly private?"
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>"Labor over meal for you, but refuse eat? I spend hour more on this, yet no eating?"
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"Well its n--"
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>"Private Anon! You eat now! no any excuse!"
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>You sharply inhale, fuck
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>Spooling up the strips of...
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>Blanket?
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>Oh sweet Jesus
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>spooling the strips of fucking blanket with the provided fork, you pile a poker chip on top
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>Reckless is practically beaming now, nudging the bowl forward with her snoot
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>"Eat up! Make strong, like me!"
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>You're shaking in the chair, taking your sweet time, pondering life decisions before this moment
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>Why the regiment with a talking horse?
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>"Slow eat? No time for wait"
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>You can't avoid it now. You need to take a bite
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>Teeth chattering, you deposit the inedible dish into your mouth, solemnly chewing
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“So good!”
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>You smile, the poker chip damn near choking you
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>”Ah, I know cooking good, no doubt in world. Thank for trying Anon”
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by TangyTango
by TangyTango
by TangyTango