Lauren smiles. "You know Jason, I feel like a JLT: A Jason, Lewttuce, and Tomato."
"WHAT?!" You shout, banging on the glass. "I'm not food!"
"Oh but you are. You smell like it, you look like it, I bet you even taste like it." she smiled. "Now come on... surely you won't mind being my snack, right?"
You look at her. she was always nice to you, but to ask THIS in return... no way!
"Lauren please, don't eat me."
You wimper as she lifts the glass, setting you on a slice of bread, oddly just your size. "Now now." she says, patting you some. "Look at it this way. Now I can watch over you and keep you safe."
"You call THIS keeping me safe?" You say, as a slice of tomato is put on you, followed by some lettuce.
"Please don't be upset. I'm hungry, and you look scrumptous. Wouldn't you eat me if the tables were turned?"
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