Hmm. It's true. Last time I got sick...well, it was middle school I think. Except for that radiation sickness. I guess I forgot that food makes a terrible gift in that case. Maybe you should give it to your scary roommate to make peace.
[He's none the wiser of course, and already digging around in the bag again, looking for something. What he comes out with this time is a roll of antacids. Violet flavor.]
Maybe something like this. I don't need them anymore anyway. I used to suck on them when I had to sit facing backwards on the train, but that's not exactly a problem around here.
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[He's none the wiser of course, and already digging around in the bag again, looking for something. What he comes out with this time is a roll of antacids. Violet flavor.]
Maybe something like this. I don't need them anymore anyway. I used to suck on them when I had to sit facing backwards on the train, but that's not exactly a problem around here.