let's go on a date...date
It’s like her to care about her figure, and while he wasn’t going to lie and claim that there wasn’t any figure to care about, it wasn’t as if one Oreo was going to harm her somehow… Wasn’t the point of festivals indulging in things? He lives for short-term gratification, but for her, he supposes, it’s different somehow. And he’s probably supposed to respect that (he does, but it’s not as if he’ll show it openly), but he shrugs a bit, outwardly.
He purveys what the stand has to offer, and it just seems to be fried versions of various items, from fruits to vegetables, sweets, the like. Viridian flits over the price tag, and it doesn’t seem to cost too much, either, so he’s more than willing to sample a few.
”What the fuck is deep fried soda?” He doesn’t bother hiding his surprise, glancing at her (and the direction which she points) incredulously, but he isn’t sure if what she was talking about was real or not… He doesn’t know the first step that one would take in deep-frying soda. ”Alright, I’ll take half a plate. You should have some, too; it’s not like you have a figure to care about, anyway.” Oops, was it too late to go back on his word?
Well not many people could gain a figure like hers, she took great pride in it since some people just did not care. Kjelle was one of them, not knowing how to be a proper lady and a proper one would never eat something such as this. Of course, people would eat as much as they could when it came to things like this. People enjoyed festivities and would grace themselves in all sorts of delicacies. Now for Severa, she had to make sure she took care of herself. No one else wasn't going to and it's not like the air would keep her figure looking like a figure eight.
"How about you tell me? You know more about this than me." Rolling her eyes as she pointed at the name tag to grasp his attention. The item was settled inside a cup, almost like funnel cake, but maybe it tasted like whatever they chose. "It's not that pricey but you could try it.. they have Pepsi.. Mountain Dew.." She wasn't that much into sodas as well, maybe she needed to enjoy more in life. Requesting one cup as she heard the other's voice, the female raised her brow at his comment.
"...Excuse you?" She stared at him, the look on her face was almost as if she was stressed. "Did you just.. call me fat? Hello?" Out of all the things he had to say, a huff leaving from her lips as she was close to commenting about him. Though, if he wanted to play these games, the female held the cup and picked up a half of a plate of the deep fried oreos, handing them to him. Well, when he wound up sick, she wasn't going to be the one taking care of him.










