#i figured since there's no demo I'd share snippets here and there

[scissorears-if]

The MC feels very strongly about meat.

Lunch consists of a slab of discolored meat of questionable origin and oversalted mashed potatoes. It’s not exactly fine dining, but the mere idea of eating meat is enough to excite me. It smells heavenly. It makes me feel like a god. I dig into it, ripping it apart frantically with my dulled knife and fork, watching the stringy, fibrous mass unravel before I stuff it into my mouth and swallow it down. My teeth gnashing against the limp, wiggly chunks with triumphant delight, I close my eyes and relish in this luxury. Grease runs down my chin and drips onto my white shirt, leaving an unsightly yellow spot near the collar. I don’t care. The day is almost over anyhow; I’ll change when I get home.

After I’m done with the meat, I eat up the mashed potatoes, significantly more listlessly. There’s nothing interesting about these, but even so, they’re paid nutrients and I’m going to get my parents’ money’s worth.