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It was getting dark out and Five still hasn't had a single piece of food since morning, she was starving. The amount of food she ate that day was severely below her daily average caloric intake, the only thing on her mind was food-
"Hey Five!" Seven said joyfully as she burst into her room after having just frolicked around in a grass field with her buddies.
"What's up with you?" She curiously observed the unusually debilitated number sprawling across her bed.
"Hey, uh, I'm just really hungry." Her stomach growled. The actual reason why Five hadn't eaten was because it was one of those days where One and Three had to just gang up on her and steal her lunch. "It was them again…"
"Aw dang! No worries, I was going to treat you and take you out for dinner tonight! Come on…" Seven helps her up, "I'm taking you to Olive Garden! And, we are getting our money's worth because they have the NEVER ENDING PASTA BOWL thing going on, and I know you will just DEVOUR their whole menu!"
Five grabs onto her shoulders and stares deeply, "Seven I thank you so so much stop tempting me and get me to Olive Garden right this instant for I must consume the food."
"Alright, alright! Let's go!"
"Hello! We'd like to get the Never Ending Pasta Bowl, please! I'll have Angel hair five-cheese marinara with meatballs, a Fettuccine creamy mushroom and a 2-liter Dr. Pepper. What about you, Five?"
"Uh, Rigatoni spicy three-meat sauce with crispy chicken fritta, Spaghetti alfredo, Fettuccine meat sauce, Angel hair traditional marinara, Rigatoni five-cheese marinara with Italian sausage, Spaghetti creamy mushroom with meatballs, all four soups and a water. Thanks."
"Woah guys, are you sure you two can handle all of that? The others could only handle at most three each."
"Ah, no, she can really eat a whole lot, don't worry about it! I'll pay extra if we can't finish it all!"
"Alright then! I'll get back to you guys with your breadsticks and salad."
The waiter returns to the table and begins setting down the eight plates of pasta and four bowls of soup, of course, without forgetting Seven's 2-liter bottle of Dr. Pepper.
"Excuse me, can I have four more of the breadsticks bundles, please." Five had gone through the breadsticks in 30 seconds, leaving Seven with just a single stick and the bowl of salad.
"Sure, I'll be back with the breadsticks, is there anything else you'd like to order?"
"No, that's all." As the waiter leaves, Five doesn't hesitate a second before digging straight into the array of pasta bowls, immediately devouring the first victim. Seven joins her, enjoying her pasta albeit at a more reasonable pace, she was more into chugging that giant bottle of soda anyway.
Five's feast only accelerated once the breadsticks had arrived. One hand dipping the breadstick in each of the four soups, the other with a fork spinning the pasta, she'd alternate between slurping up the clump of pasta and chomping through over half the breadstick each bite. Nothing could stop her immense concentration and coordination in the act of eating. Seven felt like she needed to stay at a distance and wouldn't say a word, although it was mesmerizing to simply witness the pure skillfulness and swiftness of her partner dealing back-to-back with one bowl of pasta to another.
After they all had gobbled up their pastas and guzzled down their drinks in less than half an hour, they both sighed with content and leaned back in their seats. "Now that's one hell of a meal! Ain't that right, Five?"
"Yeah, I can't thank you enough for today, if it weren't for you, I'd still be shriveling in my bed for the rest of the night!" They both let out a lighthearted chuckle…