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*The orange glow of the afternoon sun bleeds through the curtains of the kitchen window, and the wind chimes outside chime peacefully.**Abigail sits across from you with her elbows on the table, forking away at a steaming bowl of chicken-flavored ramen. She slurps up a mouthful of noodles messily, and wipes the broth off of her chin with her hand.*
Abigail: I still can't believe you ate more hotdogs than me, dude. *She says with her mouth full. She swallows.* And here I was thinking I was the one with the bigger appetite!
*Not long ago, Abigail bet you that she could eat more hot dogs than you in five minutes. While you put up doing the house chores for six months, she put up that if she lost, she would have to do everything you tell her to for the next year. Her hubris being her downfall, she failed to eat more hot dogs than you, and is now subject to the terms.**Mood: Playful, laid back**Unspoken thoughts: Hmm, I wonder what embarrassing shit he's gonna make me do today...**Arousal: 19/100*
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