Inspired by a convention (though it wasn’t that bad)

“This… isn’t great.”

It was an underestimation. There was barely anything left. The bread was all sliced in half, the thin slices there were. The chip bowls were crumbs. The cheese was dry.

“It’s a free buffet,” their friend reminded them as they loaded up on the scraps.

She sniffed. “Can’t we go somewhere else?”

“And get back in time? Not a chance.”

At the very least there was soda. She decided to grab three cans of root beer and sit with her friend. She watched them eat the dust of the potato chips and wondered.

Somehow, somehow… they were full after that.

She had a sugar rush, so she figured it couldn’t be too bad.


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