GYM VIII: The Last Protein
Uh, Gym? Or, is it GYM? Oh, whatever. This place seems a little...intense. I just wanted a place to eat in peace. I'm certainly no fighter, so is it possible for me to just take a seat and eat my dinner?
Junes Shopping Centre! Serving all your Needs!
Ah, sorry to say but I can't afford to eat out much. Plus, I have work to do after this. If it's all the same to you, I think I'll just buy some ramen that I can make really quickly. <br> <br> *Slightly taken aback at the friendliness, he quickly grabs a microwave dinner and goes to check out.* <br>
Junes Shopping Centre! Serving all your Needs!
*After putting the microwave dinner back, he is distracted by the collection of eggs in one of the fridges before clutching his head* <br> <br> Oh, this AGAIN? Damnit, what is wrong with me right now? Why are EGGS of all things messing with my head? Ugh, this blows.