This is from a random writing in my fanfic folder.

“Let’s talk about what we enjoy doing,” Jr. suggested.

“Eating,” Seri eagerly contributed.

JB rolled his eyes

“Well, you asked!” Seri retorted.

“Hey, isn’t there a career like, people go around and eat. Sorbet or something.” Jr. stared at the ceiling, trying to find the right word.

“You mean gourmet,” Seri easily corrected him.

“Ah, yeah, yeah.”

“I never have any opinion about food. I just like eating. I eat everything.”

She said those words as if they were some honorable achievement. If only he didn’t gain weight so easily, JB would have said the same thing.

“Other than eating?” Jr. asked again.

“Sleeping,” Seri answered easily.

“Might as well sleep your whole life.” JB rested his face in his hand, uninterested.

“Are you telling me to die?!” Seri stood up abruptly, her chair screeched backwards.