Lunch
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Matt and Mello were in the lineup for lunch, the same day they had woken up in the same bed.
Mello looked back. 'Matt, we didn't...?'
'No.' Matt said firmly. A lump of mashed potatoes crashed onto his plate. Or, maybe it was pea soup. Or it could have been roast beef. Or KD. It really is a mystery.
'So, you're positive we didn't...?'
'Yes, we didn't. I think I would have woken up.'
'Okay. Hey, you don't believe that thing L said, do you? About being drunk?' Mello picked up a cookie. Or was it bread? A lump of butter?
'Dunno. Why? It's not like anything happened.'
'Well, what if something did happen? I mean, that would mean...'
'I see. Well, nothing happened, so we don't have to worry about it. Eat your food.'
'You know, I don't think we can actually call this food. But, don't try to get me off topic! What if we actually, subconsciously, want to?'
'Have you completely lost your mind? I mean, I know you've never had much of one to start with, but, really, Mello. Is there anything up there?'
'Well, what if we're missing out on something? I mean, shouldn't we at least give it a try?'
Matt sighed. 'You're not going to stop talking about this until I say yes, are you?' Mello shook his head. 'Fine. Once.'