“I’m sorry, but no thanks I can’t…” you say hoping Bunnie will understand you wanted to be in the club, but you just weren’t built to be taste tester.
A chorus of “Aww!” and “Why’s?” fill the air.
“Uh…beeecaussssseeeee…” you draw out the words searching for an excuse. Then you got a perfect idea! “Because I’m not really the best for the job!” you say matter of fact like matter.
“What?” asks Claire, clearly upset at not getting her way.
“Oh yeah! I’m kind of sick right now, and uh *cough* terrible at tasting things *cough* *cough*.” The crowd still doesn’t look satisfied and isn’t buying your fake coughing. “Um, but I think Rebbecca would be a great substitute!” you quickly add hoping to take the crowd off your back.
Rebbecca suddenly caught off guard, gives you an evil glare reminiscent of those from Christina.
The look disappears quickly as the clubs attention shifts to her and she’s put on the spot. You give a look that said you were sorry you basically putting her in the spotlight but it was all you could think of caught on the spot.
Surprisingly Rebbecca remains calm and thinks it over…This could actually be her big break! She’d have an excuse to stuff herself and put on a lot of weight fast, which, unbeknown to you she’d been trying to do. Thinking that a fatter, fuller body would finally get your attention and believing you to have a thing for fat girls, really fat ones!
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