Anti-OTP: Famine/Meta [Well, it had to happen sometime!]

[godsayshi]

*is alive, but this time it makes sense!*

*let's set it in the kitchen because the kitchen is where all Fam/Meta is born*

*sits on the counter, swinging his legs and working his way slowly through a jumbo-sized package of chocolate glazed donuts, with a mug of tea sitting next to him*

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[black_famine]

*is entering the kitchen, because it's what Famines do*

*...raises an eyebrow at the huge amount of donuts, but grins* Hello, angel.

[godsayshi]

*which is kind of ironic, actually*

*beams sheepishly -- yes, that's possible. really* Famine! Er. Hello. Normally I'd offer you a donut, but...

[black_famine]

*isn't it just?*

*looks amused* I understand. It's the thought that counts, right? *grins and goes to make coffee, asking over his shoulder* How are you?

[godsayshi]

I suppose so. I'm... alive again, which is nice. How are you? *finishes the donut he was working on and looks skeptically into the box* And do you think I ought to eat another or stop now before I hurt myself?