Tearing open his own, Curtis took a bigger bite of his protein bar, trying to show the kid that it wouldn't hurt him.
Sitting down on the bed next to Grey, Curtis ate his food in silence, watching out of the corner of his eye as Grey experienced food as he'd known it seventeen years ago. Prepacked snacks and junk food and everything easily accessible, though not always cheap.
He'd bought a box of Cheerios, the other day. He hadn't really known what to do about how standing in the cereal aisle at the grocery store had made him feel.
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Date: 2014-09-22 04:25 am (UTC)Sitting down on the bed next to Grey, Curtis ate his food in silence, watching out of the corner of his eye as Grey experienced food as he'd known it seventeen years ago. Prepacked snacks and junk food and everything easily accessible, though not always cheap.
He'd bought a box of Cheerios, the other day. He hadn't really known what to do about how standing in the cereal aisle at the grocery store had made him feel.