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adelesia-russo:

"I know, right! It's amazing! I can eat t every day. I can go on a day without chocolate!" She exclaimed.

"Oh, we, you know, old and unable to molest mebecause they're weaker than me." She said, trying to keep a straight face as if she were serious but then her nose wrinkled and she burst into laughter. "Yea, no, maybe 10 years tops. No older. It would be kinda gross ." She grinned. "Good thing Bianca set me up on its you and my them then." She winked and then moved her hands through her hair. "Mmmm, yea, definitely. I'm on the edge of getting nicely buzzed" she said as she leaned on her elbows toward him her fingers still through her hair.

"Oh, I do tryyy!" She beamed and batted her lashes at him with a chuckle on her lips. With his next words her chuckle grew. "Three years is like three centuries nowadays with everything changing so rapidly." She said jokingly as if it were obvious and he ought to catch up. "And that sounds cool. All the nice guys were those average guys like you. You know, jocks are asstwats, the nerdy ones thing too high of themselves. I remember how shocked this guy who was competing with me since middle school was when I beat him and gave the veledetoeian speech." She wiggled her brows and bit her lip to hold another chuckle in.

"Because it's far better paid. And I like the idea of someday opening people up and finding what problems they have and fixing hem up. I like imagining one day I'll receive a prize for some outstanding new discoveries in the sphere." She joked, knowing the possibility of that happening was one to ten. "How about you? How was high school in the ancient times you went?" She teased and leaned to bump her shoulder to his, knowing her sister got worked up when she mentioned how old she was.

Eliott made a face, they could have fooled him, good thing she was there with him. “Really? It seemed so much like beef… I guess I will only eat the pasta then”

"It is beef, but it's so bad it could ruin your digestion. I think the cook is working with the guys at that wing of the hospital, sending patients out of her cooking." She was chuckling and then reached for her cup of juice.

@adelesia-russo

"Is go with the spaghetti. That's not really beef." She said, pointing with her fork at the brown burned meat. Then she returned it to her green salad and poked in it.

"I'm creative like that. Used to write random stories in high school." She winked and then took her drink to take a few more sips.

"You mean one of those cartoonish brains? That would be fun. And it could say "science biatch" under it!" Adelesia was laughing loud now, leaning her chin on her palm and leaning ever so slightly to him again. "You sure know your work."