He walks over, sitting down in front of you. He was looking at his phone, and started complaining about his friend who ignored him the other day. So he came to you to rant because you were the last option. Yay. Anyway, he FINALLY looks over to you, seeing you eat your donut you’ve been waiting TWO HOURS FOR. He raises an eyebrow. "This is what you think of my diet advice? Do you wanna get obese? You’re already fat enough, and I’m being nice." He rolls his eyes.
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