An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Summary: Slowly and painstakingly, he struggles to open his burning eyes. Hunger gnaws at his insides and his first reaction is to panic and flinch away from the warm hand holding his.
A/N: Chapter title from The Luckiest by Ben Folds.
It’s not a thing we have here… Do they have any flavour?
they’re a bit of a novelty thing here, only a few shops have them and we dont get much variety. I’m pretty sure there are lots of flavours, the friend who gave them to me had only chocolate or strawberry. I went for chocolate.
No me gusta. Did you have them cold or toasted?
toasted, though i think maybe i had the toaster set too low?
SMORE POPTARTS ARE AMAZING
I had chocolate ones. So weird. I managed to eat one, I gave the other to dad.
what are poptarts?
A weird american food. Looks a bit like a large biscuit/pastry thing and you toast them.
at least SOMEONE laughs at my jokes. it’s me. i laugh at my own jokes.