Alex sits at the table in Kara's apartment. She can't see over the table. There are plates stacked with seven different types of pizza, some that Kara must have made up, right? There are plates stacked with donuts, and pancakes. There are bowls filled with M&Ms, chips, maple syrup, ice cream, marshmallows, and gummy bears. There are litre bottles of coke, iced tea, ginger ale, mountain dew, and sprite. There are bars of chocolate as well.
"Get on with it Alex." Kara says.
Alex takes a deep breath and turns towards the Mount Everest of food on the table in front of her. How she is going to eat all of this is a mystery to her. She starts with the pizza. After five slices she is already sick of the taste. She moves to the chips. After the equivalent of two packets she can't carry on with the flavor. She moves onto the pancakes. She only manages one and a half before dropping her fork and rushing to the bathroom to throw up. When she is finished emptying the contents of her stomach into the toilet she walks back into the room.
"I'm sorry Kara. I can't eat any more food." Alex says.
Kara smiles.
"That's what I was counting on. I'm starving!" Kara exclaims and she immediately starts practically inhaling the food.
When Kara is about halfway through the last piece of chocolate chip pizza (She totally made that up… She had to have) Alex clears her throat. Kara turns to face Alex and swallows her mouthful.
"Kara, when you're done inhaling all of this like the living vacuum cleaner we both know you are, Truth or Dare?"