Superhell: Date

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[ yeah!

date is still dumping chocolate bits in his mcflurby, honestly. but when he does, he-- manually mixes it with his spoon. what is even the point? ]

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[As far as Nameless knows, this is correct!]

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[ there is no wrong way to pile the treats in a mcflurby. ]

You see anything you like?

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[Points at the oreos.]

What are they?

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[ he leans over to look. ]

Oh, those are chocolate biscuits with some kind of really sugary cream-like filling. Or, they are when they’re not smashed into pieces to be dumped on top of ice cream.

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So I should smash them on the cream?

[He will take one and put it on top of his ice-cream, unsmashed.]

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Beforehand. Unless you want to make a huge mess.

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Oh...

[He will just eat this slightly ice-cream stained cookie on its own.]

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There's loads of them. You can just smash another one. Or find the pre-smashed ones if they have them.

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[He's eating it right now but he will also go look for other cookies.]

... It tastes good.

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You're really striking gold with all the "likes" today.

[ maybe nameless is just very amenable. ]

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We found a lot of sweet things.

[A little of each column.]

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That’s the kind of stuff you find here. That, or fried food.

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How do you fry things?

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Oil, heat and determination. Sometimes batter too.