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It's Brittany, Bitch | Ερις (eristic) wrote in paxletalelogs,

To say Charlie was getting bored quickly was like saying alligators differentiated from crocodiles because of their teeth. With a final glance to the hostess and to the woman with the all too sunny disposition, she gave a huff and turned around to start helping herself to the food table.

Might as well salvage what she could, and free food was free food. One over laden paper party plate later, Charlie was seated with the hot dogs, corn, some of the sweet potato pie and a large slice of the short cake balanced precariously on her lap. Large portions of the large portions were slowly being shoveled into her small mouth.

"So you drag us all up here to talk about furniture? And what's with so many chairs - you preach in here on Sundays or something?"

The words were muffled and distorted because of being forced out through so much food. A bite of hot dog was followed by the corn, switched up for the pie, but at least she was leaving the shortcake for last. Or maybe she'd forgotten she had it - either way, the main concern was where the hell she was putting it all away in that tiny form.