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Gusto
#7 : Gusto
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"What do you like so much about hotdogs, anyway?" She asked Zell one day.
Zell looked at her, slightly astounded. "Jamie, what's not to like about them? They taste good, they smell good, they look good …" He said dreamily.
"Okay okay, point taken …" She said, raising her hands up, as if she was surrendering.
The dog barked again and Jamie scrunched her nose in disapproval after glancing at Zell, who was hungrily devouring his hotdog with such relish that when Selphie called "Jamie, come over here!" she was not going to disobey.
Waving farewell to Zell, who muttered some incoherent words (which she hoped silently was akin to a farewell), she made her way to Selphie.
Selphie looked back at Zell. "Is he still eating hotdogs?"
"Yep," Jamie confirmed. "And I'm pretty sure that it's his 5th one today."
"6th," Selphie corrected. "And that's just in half an hour." Then she sighed, apparently watching Zell.
She watched her companion. "Um, Selph? You okay?"
Selphie jumped. "Wha--Yeah, I'm fine. Hehe …"
Jamie smiled back at her, silently pondering whether or not she had a 'thing' for the blond. Inwardly, she thought of the two as 'cute' and the prospect of those two getting together would be appealing.
That is, unless Irvine got to her first.
"- - You think Zell'll be okay?" The voice broke her out from her thoughts. "I mean, those are an awful lot of hotdogs …"
Jamie looked back at Zell and an amused smile graced her features. "… I'm sure he'd be fine."
And they watched Zell continue to eat some more hotdogs with renewed gusto.
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A/N: And there you have it! Lolz, now off to my mother with another treat!
