Craig put his tray down, accidentally spilling his juice
on the table.
“Damnit Craig! Be careful,” Jessica exclaimed, yanking
her book off the table and checking it for liquid damage.
“Relax,” Craig responded. “Your book’s fine. I don’t know
why you insist on reading those things. You can keep a whole library on a pad.
And it’s waterproof.”
“Hey,” Sven said on the other side of the room. “You didn’t
give me any pickles. You know they’re my favorite.”
Kathy rolled her eyes and gave him another scoop from the
jar. “I saw you eat the ones I gave you.”
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