video — @nobody

[villr]

[ There's a blur of color and too-bright fluorescent lights before the camera stops abruptly in front of the frozen food aisle of a grocery store. ]

See that? [ She probably means the frankly alarming amount of eggo waffles, zooming in on a few boxes for emphasis. ] They keep getting restocked somehow. [ And she's taken a lot. So she'd actually know.

Switching the camera view, Sylvie's face fills the screen. She looks awfully stern, like she's about to launch into theorizing or even a warning about the validity of the food. But she doesn't. Instead, inexplicably: ]

All of those are mine—even the ones that aren't there yet. [ ... she's serious. ] Fight me if you want, but I call dibs.

Comments

[villr]

I guess you can't know what you're missing if you haven't had any yet. [ She says this like it's a great inconvenience, but there's no actual bite behind the words. ] You get one bite.

[matermali]

I think I would rather hear it described to me first.

[ Look just because she eventually had to drink water doesn't mean she wants the Devil's Eggos. But her tummy may be growling and let her live vicariously. ]