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beingjellybeans · 1 year
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Experience the joy of Chinese Hotpot at Champion Hotpot in Santolan Town Plaza
Chinese hotpot is a popular dining option that has been gaining popularity in recent years. This interactive and healthy cuisine allows diners to cook their own food in a hot pot, choosing from a variety of meats, seafood, vegetables, and noodles. It’s no wonder that Chinese hotpot is quickly becoming a favorite among foodies around the world. If you’re looking for the ideal place to dine and…
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lagycart · 1 year
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鳄鱼谭 the croc pot, kuchai lama.
saw this newly opened hotpot place on social media and the ambiance and food introduction looks nice, decided to give it a try couple days back since it was a holiday. the place do accept reservations, so it’s recommended to do soon weekends to avoid queuing.
we ordered the pork bone and tomato broth, and there’s also a clear soup in the middle with some cabbage inside. the condiments come in a 9-square tray, which is really convenient to mix and match, could always ask for more if you need to as well.
didn’t have much time to look at the menu before the staff ask us to place our order, kinda rushed into it, anyways, we ordered the meat platter which has beef, lamb and pork, potato, shrimp paste, vegetables platter, pork shoulder, deep fried stuffed tofu ball, and fish noodles.
the broth came very quickly and we waited quite long for all the food items to arrive, which is not very nice since everything is raw and just need to be served on plates. even the deep fried stuffed tofu ball came before the meat.
the food was okay, both the broth does taste good, very nice to drink before starting to cook anything. tomato broth is very appetizing and flavorful, worth trying if you like tomatoes. the food portion is quite small, especially the meat platter, for its price. while presentation is great, i do think it’s quite pricey which such few pieces.
we did found out small portion of the fish noodles has gone bad, tasted super fishy even after cooking, told the staff and manager about it and they waived the item from our bill. during our meal, it was sometimes really difficult to call over the staff, even though there’s quite a lot of them, everyone is just busy running around, feel that it could be more organized by having each person take care of specific tables/section instead.
the ambiance here is very nice, with the huge crocodile chandelier on the high ceiling, which is their selling point. since it’s new, all the utensils and tableware are in very good condition as well, hope tis would last. overall an okay experience, since this place is new, there’s definitely room for improvement and the staffs are very open about it too, which is great. given the meal is definitely on the pricey side, unless there are other selling points, i would prefer other hotpot places with bigger portion of food at a cheaper price.
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patheticspineless · 4 months
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american healthcare system if you do not stop giving me limited refills on medications that i have to call to get approved for my lifelong autoimmune disease i am going to lose my mind
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ultimateaclrecovery · 2 years
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Thinking bout that time I drank a bunch of rum out of a pineapple and had a selfie photo shoot in the bus with said pineapple
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asleepinawell · 1 year
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the real reason the rdm combo keeps getting longer is because it's the only effective way square could nerf veraise spam without inciting a mob
a few xpacs from now it'll be like yeah yeah I'll raise you in *checks verwatch* 13.696 seconds guys just as soon as I get past resolution iii
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thrilling-oneway · 2 months
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I miss sif………
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poisonjaffas · 2 years
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I'm in spoons at half 9 in the goddang morning because Sunday buses are a joke but I have to act like a proper manager who cares so I'm getting Breakfast here to keep me sane and there are genuinely people here ordering a pint at this hour,,,,
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jakeswifey · 1 month
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bf! jake who...
pairing: sim jaeyun x reader genre: fluff, headcanons, established relationship warnings: skinship, kinda suggestive wc: 290 a/n: he's mine back off people, not proofread :((
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bf! jake who introduces you as layla's mom, and shyly explains when an old lady thinks that you guys look too young to have kids
bf! jake who is in this relationship "till death do us part"
bf! jake who intentionally* leaves his hoodies at your place so that he can whine about you stealing his clothes
bf! jake who never lets you touch a single handle to the point it almost gets frustrating! "Jake let me open the door you're literally holding three bags of groceries rn". "Nope, not happening give me a second"
bf! jake who has your number saved under "layla's mom" with a million hearts next to it
bf! jake who would buy you the weirdest candies he found on tour??
bf! jake who'd constantly remind you to eat nutritious meals and drink enough water throughout the day
bf! jake who loves to shower you with kisses, he swears that your lips were made to kiss him
bf! jake who is a sucker for late-night dates, he loves to listen you talk all about your day
bf! jake who'd binge all the latest dramas and shows with you, with unlimited popcorn refills <3
bf! jake who gets jealous pretty easily but doesn't really do anything
bf! jake who tends to avoid conflicts in general, and if you guys ever fight you always make up before going to sleep
bf! jake who'd introduce you to his parents as the "woman he'd like to marry"
bf! jake who is so full of smiles and giggles and gives off golden retriever energy!!!
bf! jake who loves to see you get all flustered when his hands ride a little too high on your thighs during family dinners
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pls reblog if you like!!
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evkemart · 4 months
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This is it, the big one. Huge sequence for the lovely @ tawnyscrawnyleo ! This lioness seems to just get hungrier and hungrier every date... Eventually the need for Quantity overtakes Quality.
I also wrote a story for this, find it in the show more! Though I think it's best read on my FurAffinity ;3
Soft notes of piano dance through the air as you settle in at the table, across from your date. Her sparkling red dress matches well with the gleams of light you catch from her sharp fangs. The conversation is slow and steady, interrupted only by sips of wine and tastes of appetizers. As the night stretches, so do your dates orders, plates slowly becoming more abundant; an extra side order, a refill of buttered bread, another bottle of wine. Slowly but surely the lioness completes it all, leaving you to watch as she works through the high class spread. She's sat back and sighing contentedly when the bill arrives, her dress pulled slightly taut around the middle. The only thing that interrupts your enchantment is being handed the check- and realizing this may not be the best place to satiate a girl with such an appetite.
Sat under the warm lights and ambiance of the restaurant, your date smiles up to you. Once again the lioness has dressed up for the occasion, smiling up to you and brushing away errant locks of mane. Less jewelry accents her figure than before, rings having become too tiresome to remove from her rounding digits. By the time the waiter comes around, she's already hungry, with a stacked order to prove it. Her ramble of platters and pots and dishes entirely dwarfs yours, and it's not long before the table is buried in a delectable, steaming feast. The pace at which her deft, pudgy paws go between foods is impressive, whole loaves of garlic bread and glasses of wine sacrificed to her muzzle. She looks so cute eating that you don't find yourself minding when you miss the chance to try appetizers, group snacks no match for her hunger. Thank goodness the bread sticks are unlimited…
Helping the lioness from your car, all the way into the diner is becoming more and more of an arduous task. Her once fanciful gait has slowed into a powerful, proud waddle, the best of her curves wobbling with every methodical step. Despite how much effort it takes, you still make sure to show her a good time, as you often do! Dates becoming purely meals is nothing new to your relationship, but the scales have been tipping in more ways than one. Her gut has grown alongside her average order, both of them totally absorbing your attention, to the point that you forget to ask for any food for yourself! Thankfully, the hedonistic lioness before you had ordered more than enough for two- or a family, for that matter. Between bites (and belches) she encourages you to try the occasional greasy diner dish, and while certainly you got your fill, it was more like having popcorn for a movie. Stacked sandwiches, warm drinks, breakfast platters and more slowly dwindled in population until there wasn't an occupied plate in sight, the meal punctuated with the purr of a burp from the other side of the table. You can't help but smile at how cute and satisfied she looks.
You've been here a while- at least an hour or so. Your thinly veiled excuses to leave the house for food have dwindled, now a mutual agreement to heave the lioness to the nearest fast food joint in order to let loose. She's done just that, fur slick and marred with the grease and debris of her gorging, an uncountable mass of calories processing away in her belly. And what a belly it is, pouring out in front of her and dominating the space between you. The table creaks and crackles beneath the weight of her upper tummy, struggling much like the bench under her. There's little attention to petty details from the lovely lioness, who is entirely preoccupied with the greasy feast. Burger after stacked burger are devoured, with breaks rarely afforded for glugs of soda or labored wheezes for air. The employees are staring, other customers gazing at the display- but who could blame them. You're staring too. It's barely relevant when a nervous fox comes to set down another oily bag of sandwiches, more for the immense pile. The purrs and wheezes from the massive lioness, the complaints of effort from her belly, make you all the more sure you came to the right place. You'll have to take her here tomorrow, too.
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yuribeam · 10 months
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sturniozo · 5 months
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Tutor part Seven
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AN: I’m sorry in advance.
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NOT PROOFREAD
Things have seemed to go back to normal with Chris. He’s still flirty and goofy with me when we’re studying together, but still reserved and quieter when I’m hanging out with him and his brothers.
I’ve learned to forget about the girls Chris flirts with in the halls of our school. It’s a new one almost every week. It still almost drives me crazy, but I no longer run to cry in the bathroom when I see him with someone else.
As for Ty, Chris was sure to talk to him for me. And from what Chris tells me, he let him down gently.
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Chris entered the locker room to change into gear before his hockey practice. After he finished he sees Ty walking out into the hallway. Chris immediately walks behind him.
“Hey!” Chris yells. “Hey, Ty!”
Ty turns around and sees Chris. “Hey man.” He says with a smile. “What’s up?”
“Stay the fuck away from her.” Chris spat.
“What?” Ty looks at him shocked.
“Y/n. Stay the fuck away from her. She isn’t interested.”
“I thought she was single?”
“You heard wrong. I don’t want you near her.”
“She told me you guys weren’t dating.” Ty says, confused.
“That was then. This is now.” Chris steps closer. “Don’t go near her.”
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I sit on my bed, tapping my pen on my notebook that lays in my lap. Chris spins slowly in my wheely seat, his head leaned back as he tries to balance a pencil between his nose and upper lip. The pencils falls on the floor and he looks down at it before looking back up at me and smiling.
I try not to blush at his stupid, adorable smile. “What?” I ask.
“You’re just so cute.” He says. Chris gets up and sits on the bed next to me. He leans his head on my shoulder. “I’m bored of studying, we’ve studied non stop for weeks.”
“We study twice a week. It’s like a total of three hours a week.” I correct him.
“It’s too much. It cuts into my Y/n time.”
“Your y/n time?” I ask, laughing a little.
Chris pouts. “Yeah, my y/n time. Nick gets unlimited y/n time and I only get three hours a week. And it’s all spent on studying.”
“Maybe you should have thought of that before you got bad grades.” I respond.
“They’re getting better! I have a c in Literature now!”
“Well, that’s good news.”
“I suppose.” Chris shrugs. After a small pause he says “do you think you’d ever had hung out with me one on one if I never had Nick ask you to tutor me?”
I pause and bite me lip, thinking of an answer. I’m not even sure I would have. “I don’t know. Maybe.” I shrug and try to change the subject. “It doesn’t matter, let’s just get back to studying.”
Chris lifts his head up from my shoulder. “I don’t want to study, haven’t you been listening to me?” He sighs and sits up fully in the bed. “You just don’t get it.”
“Don’t get what?” I ask.
“Forget it.” He mumbles. He leans his head back against the wall and closes his eyes. “Let’s just study.”
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My shift at the diner was only half over with two hours to go. I write down the order for a nice elderly couple and walk to the kitchen to give the ticket to the chefs, when I see a familiar face. Ty.
I quickly give the ticket to the chefs and watch through the window of the kitchen door to see which section the host seats Ty and his friends in. My heartbeat quickens and I bite my lip in anticipation.
The host leads them to a table in my section and I don’t know whether to feel relieved or excited. I step out of the kitchen and wipe down my uniform. I watch at the host hands them their menus and walks back to the booth.
I make a round to refill drinks and deliver plates to give them time to look over the menu before I walk to their table to take their order.
I take a deep breath before I step to their table and say “Hello, my name is y/n and I’ll be your server today. Can I get you any drinks to start you out with?”
Ty looks up at me in shock. “Oh! Y/n I didn’t know you worked here…”
“Yeah, I started just as soon as I turned 16.” I smile at him.
“I can go somewhere else…” Ty says as he begins to stand up.
“No, no. Why? You don’t have to everything’s fine?” I say as I usher him to sit back down.
“I just don’t want you boyfriend to-“
“Boyfriend? I don’t have a boyfriend?”
“Chris.”
“I told you, Chris isn’t my boyfriend.”
“He told me he is.”
“No the hoodie thing was-“
“It wasn’t the hoodie.” Ty interrupts me. “Chris told me to my face. He told me to stay away from you because you’re his.”
I blink in shock. “He… he what? No…”
“He did.”
“I’m not his.” I say calmly.
“Look, even if you aren’t Chris’s girl, there’s no way I can go out with you knowing he’s pining for you. I’d like to keep all my limbs intact.” Ty stands up and his friends do the same. “If he even finds out I ate here while you’re working here, I’d be in for it.”
I just stare in shock as Ty and his friends walk out of the diner.
After my shift is over I stand outside by my car, looking through my contacts for Chris’s number. I find it and click the call option. I hold my phone to my ear waiting for him to pick up which he does surprisingly quickly.
“Hey y/n.” Chris says happily.
“What the fuck is wrong with you?” I ask angerly, on the verge of tears that are also a surprise to me.
“What are you talking about?” Chris says with a scoff.
“Ty?”
“Him? What about him?” Chris asks, sounding annoyed.
“You fucking told him I’m yours and to stay away from me?”
“Oh yeah, that.” Chris mumbles.
“Don’t oh yeah that me. What is wrong with you?”
“I thought you wanted me to tell him you weren’t interested. I don’t see the problem.”
“You don’t get to go claiming me as yours to guys when you’re sleeping around with every damn girl in our school!” I almost yell into my phone as tears begin to fall down my cheeks. “It’s not fucking fair that you can be with whoever you want and you won’t let me be with anyone at all.”
“I thought you didn’t want to be with him?”
“Because you said he was an ass. Every conversation I’ve had with him has been pleasant and-“
“You fucking talked to him again?” Chris interrupts me.
“I can do whatever the fuck I want, I’m not yours. You can’t tell people I am!”
“Why the fuck would you even want him? What does he have that interests you so much?” Chris’s voice starts getting angrier.
“That’s not the problem here. The problem here is you.”
“Y/n-“
I stop him. “No. I’m done. Find someone else to help you with your grades. I’m not doing this anymore.”
“Y/n” Chris pleads.
“I’m done. Bye Chris.” I say and hang up the phone. I put my hand to my lips, closing my eyes and sobbing as I slide my back down my car door and sit on the cold concrete of the parking lot.
Tag list : @freshloveforthefit @sturniolo14 @sturniolosreads @bethsturn @rac00ns-are-c00l4 @dwalk41202 @blahbel668 @sturnioloenthusiast
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tozettastone · 3 months
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@waffliesinyoface okay, let's go! (I agree on Itachi's sweet tooth honestly.)
Itachi — He likes sweet food. He'll order something you didn't even know was real, like a lavender latte, or a smoked salted vanilla frappe. "Does your drink even have coffee in it?" you may ask, dubiously eyeing what appears to be cup of lightly flavoured simple syrup piled high with freshly whipped cream. Yes, yes it does. Itachi is the tiredest person on this team, and that's including the guy who is just 6 dead bodies in a trench coat. Do not order him decaf.
Kisame — He's pretty easygoing. He'll take whatever, and then while the barista is making it he'll tell them that sharks can have milk because some of them don't have umbilical cords. He consumed the milk shed from his mother's uterus lining, like a great white, after eating his siblings. How fun. Sir, here's your coffee.
Kakuzu — Kakuzu is a pile of stolen hearts and tentacles condensed into roughly human shape. He can't taste the coffee, but his hearts respond to the caffeine. He will have whatever option comes with unlimited refills.
Hidan — Orders something new every time and hates it every time. He doesn't like bitter flavours. He has not yet made the connection between "coffee" and "bitter notes" in the formal way that would permit him to stop trying it. He complains about the taste every time. Bonus: caffeine only affects him for about 2.5 minutes.
Konan — Konan never had coffee growing up (she didn't have a lot of things growing up!) so now it's kind of a novelty. She's mostly a tea drinker but when she has coffee she takes whatever variation of 1 part coffee and 2 parts milk is easiest. She's not a connoisseur of latte foam vs cappuccino froth, etc., etc. She likes to watch the rain fall, dry and cosy in her oversized coat, while her coffee steams gently into the humid air over the village.
Pein — Nagato doesn't like to put extra fluids into his bodies because they're dead and if you alter the water content on the inside it can be very hard to maintain them in the state of preservation he prefers. He watches Konan drink, though.
Sasori — Sasori is an arty bitch, but not a "with lavender smoked honey," kind of wanky art bitch. He's a traditionalist. Espresso. With sparkling water. The tinier the demitasse, the better.
Deidara — Deidara wants a fancy sweet little treat but he's still young enough to get mad that he doesn't drink serious grown up drinks. He'll order something black and bitter and then sulk about it. What he really wants is exactly the kind of fancy and ridiculous coffee drink Itachi orders, but he's already set himself against this and mocked Itachi about it. Watch him toss back his coffee and slam the empty cup onto the table like he's doing shots of bad tequila.
Zetsu — A cafe macchiato. This is a trap because a "spotted," coffee is either all milk spotted with a bit of coffee (which is what the writer understands to be common in America) or all coffee spotted with a dab of milk (common in other parts of the world). Either way, when you serve it to him, the order will be wrong according to at least one side of his body. ;—;
Tobi — Drinks his coffee mixed 1:1 with sweetened condensed milk. Is the sweet tooth genetic?
(Honorary) Orochimaru — Orochimaru is also a pretentious arty bitch, but in his case, his order isn't intended to communicate artsy-ness about himself to the outside observer. It's instead carefully calculated to communicate that he's a snob and to stress out the barista tasked with making it for him. He wants your single origin in a double ristretto with a 3/4 cup of silky milk. If you make a latte and just don't fill it up all the way, he will know. No, really. He'll know.
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So we know the protagonist used to go to the park when he was little, because of all the memories he had. For example, when looking at the collectables in the Information Kiosk, we uncover several memories he has of the park:
• Mollie Plush: "I remember when my mom took us to the parks one summer. Her favorite was always Mollie, so when they first openes new Mollie Meet & Greet in Jetstream Junction, we were some of the first in line."
• Lloyd Plush: "I feel like as a kid, Indigo used Lloyd a lot more. He was always one of my favorites."
• Finley Plush: "The sea serpent always kinda freaked me out. I love aquariums and fish, but the size of him always made me feel uneasy as a kid."
• Rambley Ears: "I remember watching those old DVDs that Indigo would send to your house when you booked a reservation. They always advertised the biggest gift shops and made all this silly merchandise look so fun! My dad promised me he'd buy me a pair when we went."
• Souvenir Cup: "When I was a kid they used to have free unlimited refills on those things. I once drank so much Bird Up that I got sick and threw up while riding Rooftop Races. That poor kid behind me..."
It is clear our main character has a lot lot positive experiences with the park, apart from the mild fear of Finley. It may have been a park they frequented, much like Thorpe Park, Alton Towers or Legoland Winsor over here in England, which explains the amount of memories and merchandise the main character has. However, Rambley says he doesn't recognise our face, and that we either haven't been or we had plastic surgery. This is strange, isn't it? An AI like Rambley should be able to take facial recognition data and apply ageing prospects to it, being able to recognise a younger guest in the future. This is something AI can definitely do already, which would mean younger protag's facial data should be in the database, as he was a child in or before 2015, when the park used AI and when it was closed. So it's not because he's older...
Hear me out. What if our protagonist had an accident, either not involved with or involved with the park's closure, and had to have plastic surgery. However, since it happened when he was younger, he most likely repressed this traumatic memory and only focuses on the good stuff that happened. It would be dramatic irony if the accident was caused by Feral Lloyd, considering how he was always the main character's favourite. If you look at the models of the feral mascots, you can see they have blood on them: on Mollie's beak, on Finley's side, and on Lloyd's claws. Mollie's beak may possibly cause some damage, Finley would be way too big and could kill a child instantly, however Lloyd clawing up a child's front? The bodily injuries could be saved, but not the face. He would need facial reconstruction surgery.
This accident involving the protagonist's favourite character would shatter his world, sending him into denial. And with all the positive memories he had of the park, it would make sense that he would repress these memories. Adults tend to experience recovered memories of trauma they experienced as a child, as their childhood brain repressed these traumatic memories due to the trauma being too overwhelming for their central nervous system. As you get older, your brain goes through the cognitive processing required to comprehend these memories, causing them to resurface later in life, most commonly in adulthood. He can only remember the positive experiences he had at the park, because those are memories his brain can process cognitively, so the severe trauma gets shut away for years to come.
His repression of trauma could also be reflected in Rambley, since the AI tends to ignore or excuse everything bad happening to the park until it's right in his face and he can't ignore it anymore. Rambley acts oblivious, maybe even wilfully ignorant, when confronted with the park's disarray. He claims the park is under renovations, he tries to call the repairman, he still speaks about basic park functions such as the hotel, payments, etc. It is not until the protagonist is hunted down by a feral Mollie when he really processes the gravity of the situation and admits to the abandonment of the park. Maybe our protagonist will have a similar journey throughout the game, digging up repressed memories and piecing together the truth due to his brain finally being able to process everything that happened to him. Maybe it would come all at once, maybe it will come piece by piece? We'll just have to see...
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kitkatpancakestack · 2 days
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Prescribing you one (1) dose of Engage With The Show Off Social Media to get back in touch with reality. Unlimited refills available.
Indications include: having a parasocial relationship with the actors, being a tool, being born after the year 2004, believing everybody owes you something, thinking you are edgy (u r just racist/homophobic)
Side effects are: I won't have to deal w u anymore 🫶🏾
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bigbellybenni · 1 year
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Never underestimate how much “unlimited refills” means to a fat girl 🥖🥗
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such-justice-wow · 3 months
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Went to a weather spoons and took their unlimited refills as a challenge
Drank 4 coffees in 1.5 hours and now I can't feel my face
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