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[xxice-bullet.livejournal.com]

[dictated, there's food splatter on the journal]

What the hell?! Is it not good enough for the coffee machine to break, but now we're having food fights?!?

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[boomerangsquad.livejournal.com]

Food fight?

[xxice-bullet.livejournal.com]

Food fight.

[boomerangsquad.livejournal.com]

As in, fight to the death, food flying everywhere, really messy food fight?

[xxice-bullet.livejournal.com]

Fight as in destroying the kitchen and beating each other to a bloody pulp using edible goods.

The mashed potatoes on the walls are disgusting. As are the tomatoes and virtually every other food item they've managed to throw

[boomerangsquad.livejournal.com]

Oh-- [startled pause]

Wait, WHAT? They're destroying the kitchen? But, but... where will we eat! Augh, we gotta stop them!

[xxice-bullet.livejournal.com]

I'm sure they'll stop when they pass out. And you can head into town to eat, it's not the end of the world.

Stupid kitchen utensils

[save-the-souls.livejournal.com]

Ah-

Sorry!

[xxice-bullet.livejournal.com]

[long pause]

I'll take that apology.

So were you the one throwing potatoes or was it the other?

[practicalslouch.livejournal.com]

.. Coffee machine's fixed. [siiiiiip]

[xxice-bullet.livejournal.com]

That's good to know. Is the fight over yet?

[practicalslouch.livejournal.com]

It was when I left. The two didn't seem to want to leave the kitchen, though.

[xxice-bullet.livejournal.com]

[sigh]

I guess I'll ask the astrals for delivery then.

[practicalslouch.livejournal.com]

Astrals? Your name for the ghosts?

[xxice-bullet.livejournal.com]

Yes. That's what they're called in [Z-Loan office] my world anyway

[practicalslouch.livejournal.com]

I see.