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tw: gore, motion sicknesses, deaths


The Feast

“Come on, come on, COME ON!” Melinda yelled in the girls bathroom.

“Melinda? Are you feeling okay? You’ve been going to the bathroom a LOT lately,” Melinda’s friend told her while she was in the restroom stall.

“Sure I’m okay, I JUST GOTTA GO PEE!” Melinda yelled to her friend.

There was finally a restroom stall open, Melinda quickly went into the stall. She came out, washed her hands, and starting drinking more water, AGAIN.

“MELINDA! STOP DROP AND ROLL, YOUR WATER IS MAKING YOU ON FIRE,” Her friend told her. Melinda didn’t get the joke, she just kept sipping her water, “How about we have a feast,” her friend said. Melinda stoped sipping her water and looked at her friend.

“A feast?”
“Yes, a feast!”
“A FEAST?! OFC!”
“Great, after school meet me at my house,”
“K.”

—-

After school, Melinda indeed got ready for the feast and went to her friends house.

“Awesome! Your just in time for “the” feast!” Her friend said.

“Rosé, I don’t see no feast,” Melinda pointed out to the empty table and the dishes filled with nothing. Melinda was pretty upset to be seeing nothing on her plate. No turkey, no pickled eggs, NOTHING! Not even any chicken! Melinda got frustrated, “NO FOOD, NO FEAST, I’M LEAVING!” Melinda yelled out. Rosé said, “mm, I see, go and you won’t have my special made turkey right on your plate”

“No turkey is on me plate.” Then she turned around and food surrounded the table, “MMMM, SHALL THE FEAST BEGIN THEN!” Melinda yelled.

—-

Finally all the food was gone, Melinda ate the most.

“Is their anymore *burp* turkey?” Melinda asked.

Rosé chuckled and cleaned up her plate, and they put out a blanket on the floor then fell asleep.