Re: [Cafeteria: Gwen & Dylan]
[Sodium was salt. Figured that out the last time he sat with scientists. Dylan lifted his head from the eggs that were bland as fuck without the added sodium and looked at the girl disapproving the de-blanding of eggs.]
They taste like shit without it. [Starburst leggings made him think of G. Sorta shit she loved, and his smile was small and private when he looked at supernovas on new girl's knees. Wasn't a regular, or she'd have figured out why there was a gulf of space between this table and the next. New girl would figure it out eventually but the new boots itched and Dylan didn't feel like punching someone. Good time of the month. Dylan rolled a shoulder back from the tray-full of bland eggs.] Gotta go out sometime. Bland eggs ain't worth living for.