[ Worse? What could possibly be worse than brown goo, dessicated rat carcasses?
But Zeta chooses not to ask that question, positive that she'll hate whatever answer comes out of his outh, and so she just sighs - loudly! - when he offers up his oh-so-helpful advice. ]
I know, I know.
[ Cue another groan as she picks up her spoon. It hovers over her plate before slowly sinking into the goop. ]
I can't believe I'm going to have to eat this for the rest of her life.
[ It's enough to make a girl cry. You know what else is enough to make a girl cry? The taste of this "food" as she shoves a heaping spoonful of it into her mouth, chews, and swallows. The look on her face is pained, to say the least. ]
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But Zeta chooses not to ask that question, positive that she'll hate whatever answer comes out of his outh, and so she just sighs - loudly! - when he offers up his oh-so-helpful advice. ]
I know, I know.
[ Cue another groan as she picks up her spoon. It hovers over her plate before slowly sinking into the goop. ]
I can't believe I'm going to have to eat this for the rest of her life.
[ It's enough to make a girl cry. You know what else is enough to make a girl cry? The taste of this "food" as she shoves a heaping spoonful of it into her mouth, chews, and swallows. The look on her face is pained, to say the least. ]