>>6014616You were not ready. The sheer volume of food you gave a try to, even if they were merely snippets, would put the largest cooking books to shame. Pansori couldn’t stop herself from feeding you more and more, and mind you, her plates can only be described as gourmet sized. They were tiny. Yet still, you don’t just feel satiated, you literally can’t eat for the rest of the day or you’ll explode. The amount of those tiny plates made you realize the meaning of ‘death by a thousand cuts’. You feel like you have experienced sections in your taste buds only a few humans have ever glimpsed. It was all quality over quantity, and today you learned there’s a lot of quality in the world.
Is this how the people you feed feel? This <span class="mu-i">rotund</span>? You have no idea how anyone can move after this! You feel like you have another point of gravity around your waist, and it’s drawing you DOWN. But what is most perplexing is that you’ve *seen* other people go about their day like nothing, even <span class="mu-i">wanting</span> more. Never satiated. How anyone can get used to this is incomprehensible to your brain. As long as you’re human, delicious food has its drawbacks, and you understand that now…
Otherwise, you have no idea how this family is completely unaffected by this. They can’t be human! Carol ate as much as you did and she doesn’t give a crap! How does this happen? Are they used to the sugar overdose? Maybe that’s it? You aren’t just used to eating this kind of thing. Yeah, you’re being a little dramatic. It is still puzzling to watch them acting like nothing happened though.
“Look at the time! I really need to go!” Grace notices the clock on the wall and scurries away. “Any lists I have to take care of with me? It’s now or never!”
“Here, Mom.” Pansori pulls out a beautifully written list with groceries and other items.
“There you go.” Carol pulls her own list out of her pocket, it’s not well-kept, but her handwriting is pretty good.
“Now enjoy yourselves, but don’t get too creative with me gone, understood?” Grace kisses her daughters on the cheeks. “And Johnny, I hope you can join us another time. I’m depending on you to keep an eye on my Carol.”
“<span class="mu-i">Sure…</span>” You can barely talk. “<span class="mu-i">I like hanging out here.</span>”
“You’re so cute when you can barely move!” Grace chuckles, not a bit worried. “See you all!” She leaves through the garden door. Quickly, you hear a car on its merry way.
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“Well, off you go, too. Pansori has online classes soon.” Carol wants you away. Oh yeah, you should be in school right now. It’s Thursday.
“I can watch them later…” Pansori wants to keep having fun.
“We’re going to have a serious chat if he stays. All three. Business talk.” Carol doesn’t want to waste more time being bullied.
