When Cheeseburgers call
Him - Heya, Cheeseburger.
Me - Hi. I gotta go.
Him - Oh?
Me - You just reminded me.
Him - Of...
Me - Cheeseburgers, you ninny. I haven't had one in days. I'll call you later.
My new nickname is dangerous.
Him - Heya, Cheeseburger.
Me - Hi. I gotta go.
Him - Oh?
Me - You just reminded me.
Him - Of...
Me - Cheeseburgers, you ninny. I haven't had one in days. I'll call you later.
It was a cheeseburger day. CBD.
About mid-cheeseburger, I realized, with horror, that I... (breath catches)
I... (bites lip)
That I... (looks up)
I was ... (sob)
... no longer hungry.
Don't judge me.
I stared at it, in panic.
I looked up at Jenn.
I looked at it. Beautiful, beautiful cheeseburger.
It looked at me.
Then, she looked at me, with a peculiar look on her face.
I looked back at Jenn with panic.
She said, rightly so, "Why are you snaking on fries, when there is a half eaten cheeseburger in front of you!"
Well, that snapped me out of it, dear readers.
Guess who won.
Go on. Guess.
(wipes mouth with a smirk)