Food for the Soul (closed w/ selfmedicatingmayor)

selfmedicatingmayor:

the-perfect-scientist :

Carlos nodded. “Yeah… at least it tastes
better. Except for Tatos. But it’s probably the starch that makes them so
gross.” Who even invented Tatos, honestly? Carlos wanted to give that guy a
swift kick to the gabba. Swear on his pa.

He picked up a handful of cereal and shoved it
in his mouth, crunching them dryly.

“You ain’t a fan of tatos? I don’t mind ‘em so much, they’re better than a lotta shit we got out here.” He took another bite, making a face as he chewed. “For me, it’s mirelurk, can’t stand the shit. Used to be alright with it, but I just can’t stomach the stuff anymore, fuckin’ nasty.”

Carlos hummed and nodded, the cereal crunching
loudly in his mouth. He took a gulp of juice to wash it down. “I guess I can
see that,” he said. “It’s slimy and kinda chewy.”