but then my imouto, Estelina dragged me out to McDonalds and gave me a food coma, so at most I’ll be doing a teaser tonight.
Originally things weren’t supposed to be like this. There’s this new McDonalds thing where you make your own burger, and it’s a little fancier, and since our internet was down, Estelina decided there was nothing better to do than drive to McDonalds at 8PM and try a burger.
So anyway, she dragged me along. Now my sister is a slow eater you see, and since I was there and hadn’t had lunch today, I decided to kill time by ordering two apple pie thingies and soft serve cone. That much sugar is pushing it, but I don’t usually eat much anyway, so doing this just for today should be fine. It probably won’t lead to diabetes.
So anyway, we wait, and wait, and finally the order is done, so I picked up my thingies and her McFlurry, and sit down at a table.
So we’re eating, and we’re eating, and I’m reading the teaser raws on my phone, and just as I’m about to finish all of my food, she turns to me with a serious expression and asks,
“Should I get a burger?”
And I realise that this whole time, she hasn’t ordered a thing.
“Didn’t you already order a burger?”
“No, I was just thinking about ordering a burger”
“You realise that I bought all this crap because I was trying to kill time while you ate, right?”
“Ohhhhhhhh. Should I get one now though? I’m not hungry now, but I’ll be hungry tonight.”
“Then just eat one now so that you won’t be.”
So she goes off and orders her burger, along with a coffee for me, and I’m sitting there reading on my phone until the burger arrives.
Anyway, the burger finally comes, and just as she takes a bite into it,
“I think that there’s butter in this.”
My sister hates butter. She hates it. She hates it as much as her friend hates mandarins, or as much as I hate spamming leechers, so in other words, she hates it a lot.
Turns out she ordered a brioche bun, which is only separated from other breads by having more egg and butter.
In the end I ended up eating that burger as well, feeling like I was going to throw up all the while.