“Okay. I’ll admit it.” Cedric took a drink from his Franken-soda as he stared incredulously at the pair of Andies before him. One ordinary Andie sitting in her seat, and one thought-doodle Andie floating over the normal one’s head. “This was worth the half hour walk to Grill Tyrant. What even is this, anyway?”
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“Handy.” Dyllan prodded the half of his grilled cheese that hadn’t been bitten by Andie, making sure it hadn’t touched the corrupted half. “Oh, wait. That was out loud.
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“” Andie glanced toward the pile of burgers on Cedric’s plate. “…You aren’t seriously planning to eat all that in one sitting, are you?”
“No, of course not. I’m a teenager, not a damn pygmy shrew.” Cedric furrowed his brow in his usual pout-y way. He could be a little sensitive about his appetite at times. “I’m bringing some home so I can reheat it for future lunches.”
“Dude, you really shouldn’t do that.” Dyllan finally started in on his sandwich. “We eat here too much as it is. I mean, they’re pretty good about their ingredients, but it’s still fast food. You gotta get some veg in your system or something.”
“It’s not my fault!” Cedric gestured towards his burgers accusingly. “I’m pretty sure they lace their buns with hard drugs or something. I’m addicted now. If I don’t eat here regularly, I will undergo withdrawal symptoms. Horrible, horrible -”
“Cedric. Cut it out.” Dyllan glared at his best friend. “There's a kid at our school with a drug problem, remember? Don’t be a dick.”
“Oh, right.” Cedric slumped down into his seat. “Sorry.”
“It’s not a big deal, just… hold back on the jokes that hit too close to home, alright?” Dyllan paused. “
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