Dib twisted around to look at the clock on the wall and then shrugged. "Could call up for some Chinese. It's pretty decent and not napkins, and they've got their afternoon special going 'til about an hour from now." He dropped back down and ran his fingers back down over the other's shoulder and arm. "Or pizza, that works, too. It'd probably be better for you than the cereal I've got, that shit's like 80 percent sugar." Or they could go to Sollux's and get real food, but that sounded like just a little too much effort just then.
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