weird food combinations + WHAT ARE SMELLS after a lifetime of smoking
[Pete was just minding his own business, eating a blueberry muffin slathered in cream cheese. Like you do.
But then, he had a stunning, miraculous revelation:]
Holy shit. [He cautiously takes a sniff of his muffin.] This thing... has a smell.
[... ... cramming the rest of the muffin in his mouth, now. Once it's swallowed, he sniffs the air of the CMA.]
Th'fuck! Even the air-?!
[The rest of the day, Pete will be wandering around parts of the Island. Because the beach? Smells like ocean. Flowers? Smell flowery. The cafe? Smells like gay. (Also, to pick up a cheesecake for Ariana. Thanks, waiterbros. Only you would put pickles into a perfectly good cheesecake for an angry pregnant lady.)
As he wanders, when he isn't eating another one of those muffins, he'll be absently snapping a rubber band he's wearing on his right wrist. The wrist in question has gotten pretty red from all the snapping he's been doing these past couple of days.]
But then, he had a stunning, miraculous revelation:]
Holy shit. [He cautiously takes a sniff of his muffin.] This thing... has a smell.
[... ... cramming the rest of the muffin in his mouth, now. Once it's swallowed, he sniffs the air of the CMA.]
Th'fuck! Even the air-?!
[The rest of the day, Pete will be wandering around parts of the Island. Because the beach? Smells like ocean. Flowers? Smell flowery. The cafe? Smells like gay. (Also, to pick up a cheesecake for Ariana. Thanks, waiterbros. Only you would put pickles into a perfectly good cheesecake for an angry pregnant lady.)
As he wanders, when he isn't eating another one of those muffins, he'll be absently snapping a rubber band he's wearing on his right wrist. The wrist in question has gotten pretty red from all the snapping he's been doing these past couple of days.]