Katie idly scrolls through her phone as she sits at the bus stop. Hunger gnaws at her stomach. She internally debates whether to shell out for takeout or save money and heat up something from the freezer. Her bones feel like they're made of lead. She wants to lay down, but knows the bus will just arrive as soon as she does.
"Awwwww lookit you." She snaps her fingers. The goons produce a second pie and this one is pear and almond frangipane.
"How swoon-inducingly considerate of you." In goes the spoon. Oooohhh fuck this stuff is sweet and auspiciously textured. She stares longingly at her dining partner.
"Mind you, now you have to finish at least most of that pie yourself, since you didn't seem excited to share mine."
"Doing my best, dearest." She is. She's only been here a few days and her eating habits have already begun to adjust.
"You would, wouldn't you, you greedy fucking pig." She's glad though. She may have adjusted a little, but not quite to the point where eating a whole pie in one sitting is easy, especially after two other courses.
"You seem to like anything with a calorie count in the quadruple digits, you colossal fucking lardass you." She wishes there weren't a table in between them right now. Oh how she longs to reach out and touch Mo's colossal, lardy ass.
"I'm glad you are enjoying the fruits, vegetables, nuts, meats, grains, dairy products, and processed sugars of my labors."
"I don't really care, my brain just kinda shuts down when you're cute. Which is often."
Well in that case Monoceros is going to go over and scoop Katie up with one arm and carry her off to her room.