[Between them, they're able to gather up the supplies without much difficulty-- it's mostly the basics. Lots of canned soups. Coffee, bread, apples, a bunch of cheap microwavable junk...]
[A snort escaped her at his comment, as she straightened up with an armful of cup noodles.]
Yeah, well... given that I'm not hiking through the countryside on a daily basis anymore, my rock-hard abs have started to fade. Remember my epic six-pack? It doesn't exist anymore.
[Heather you didn't have a six-pack. You NEVER had a six-pack.]
[But although she'd been wearing a bit of a grin, it faded when she was abruptly reminded that talking about Johto hurt. So it was with a slightly more subdued smile that she motioned towards the door.]
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[A snort escaped her at his comment, as she straightened up with an armful of cup noodles.]
Yeah, well... given that I'm not hiking through the countryside on a daily basis anymore, my rock-hard abs have started to fade. Remember my epic six-pack? It doesn't exist anymore.
[Heather you didn't have a six-pack. You NEVER had a six-pack.]
[But although she'd been wearing a bit of a grin, it faded when she was abruptly reminded that talking about Johto hurt. So it was with a slightly more subdued smile that she motioned towards the door.]
C'mon in. Mi casa es tu casa.