[ Meanwhile, not too far off, Petre finds himself something large and metallic to sit on, dropping heavily with a sigh. Boredom comes easily now that someone else is doing the job for him, and he's the kind of idiot who hates waiting around. He gets restless. He complains a lot. All in all, nothing changes from his usual behavior. ]
Sure. But I get to pick what you eat.
[ Petre eats the weirdest shit in town. (But he won't make Kavinsky eat people, at least.) ]
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Sure. But I get to pick what you eat.
[ Petre eats the weirdest shit in town. (But he won't make Kavinsky eat people, at least.) ]