he was in a eat all you can competition for the most important thing in (his life)x2
frantic shouts from those fighting for the same but unique to them thing – all packed into the worst restaurant in the universe – lots of shouts to the late comers to not get off their seats what ever their surprise/terror.
the top of the double circle or metal in front of him spun round – ffsps
the hollywood sound of space age combat reverberated around him – failures – death by food
fork/peas/life shaking before him as they moved from the peas container over those circular metal triggers of death
old/new shouts of knowledge/advise/curses/discoveries/pleads/theories/discussions/arguments
thank god it was not a date night
those next in the queue for this seemingly never empty restaurant were told the unhappy news that there were tables suddenly available
– the child next to him had drooped 1 long strand of spaghetti onto the table top – your table is ready sir
– the pregnant lady – shaking so badly she would have brain damaged her unborn child – got the peas to her mouth and must have started to taste a moments victory but then he watched in fascination as 2 peas did not make it into her mouth – the smallest deadly avalanche – bouncing down her body they eventually hit the floor/trigger – same as their bodies did a moment later after the laser killed them – your table is ready maam
how long did you have to successfully eat your latest course before that dinner hell rang again? that was up for/being debated
the course he was dreading was coming round soon – cup of coffee very nearly full to the brim – bowl with sugar on the lazy susan – he fucking hated coffee – was allergic to it – made him sick – what would happen then?