[ How many times have they done this? Sat around, sparked up conversation like it's nothing. Even after they'd both gotten transferred, they fell into the same routine right away—it's only now that he nearly recoils, the muscles in his neck tensed as she approaches. ]
Ugh. [ Just. Ugh. ] ...Thanks.
[ He carefully tugs out an ice cream by the corner of its packaging (he refuses to say he's sick, but he's sick. no use contaminating the rest.), ripping it open with his teeth so vigorously he almost loses the damn thing. ] You should keep the rest—it doesn't do anything.
[ And real humans with real appetites still gotta eat. Objectively, he knows he doesn't need this, but he bites into the cone anyway. ]
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Ugh. [ Just. Ugh. ] ...Thanks.
[ He carefully tugs out an ice cream by the corner of its packaging (he refuses to say he's sick, but he's sick. no use contaminating the rest.), ripping it open with his teeth so vigorously he almost loses the damn thing. ] You should keep the rest—it doesn't do anything.
[ And real humans with real appetites still gotta eat. Objectively, he knows he doesn't need this, but he bites into the cone anyway. ]