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[walker sharpe]

_{we need to get lunch.}

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[sophia parker]

_{first and foremost, you need to dispose of any picture you have like that one where my legs look ginormous. they don't actually look like that in person, do they?}

[walker sharpe]

_{they're actually the perfect size, shape, etc. they just look bigger because they're closer to the camera.}

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[sophia parker]

_{at least you're admitting that they look seriously large, thank you for that. but what's up? are you starving, or is something going on? because you made that sound slightly serious.}

[walker sharpe]

_{they're perfect though, hush. i'm starving to death. i can't cook for myself and i'm over take-out!}

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[sophia parker]

_{how many times do i have to tell you no one can trust a man who thinks cyanide and happiness go hand in hand? but i take it your life has been in shambles without me, lunch it is. i'm going to make you the best salad you've ever had!}

[walker sharpe]

_{yeah, but it does go so perfectly together! i mean, look at this... it's your life! well, you know how much i love your salads and all, but i think i need some protein.}

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[sophia parker]

_{ew. i wish i could go back in time and not click on that link, invent a time machine for me! you're such a pain, adelaide can't have meat for lunch. now you'll have to settle for dinner or a salad for lunch. because she'll get jealous if she sees!}

[walker sharpe]

_{but it was a brilliant example! aww, come on, just let her cheat just this once.}

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[sophia parker]

_{all of yours are though, aren't they? i really can't, i wish i could. but she would get used to it, and we'd have to go through the whole cycle again. but nvm, i'll just leave her with bambi and lots of grinded arugula!}

[walker sharpe]

_{it's because i'm always right, you know? i mean, look at how perfect you look here. ... how old is she again? you sound like a pagent mom. let her eat what she wants!}

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[sophia parker]

_{always, with the exception of this matter. shh, look how precious you are here. relish that! she's going on three, she needs to learn these things. i am not a pageant mom, i just don't want her to get comfortable with too many different options!}

[walker sharpe]

_{except i think you're just losing it, babe. nahh, you're totally the star of that picture! three is no time to be worrying about what you're eating. let her have cookies and ice cream. i'm going to start sneaking her steak everytime i come around.}

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[sophia parker]

_{i'm really not, you don't get it.. when my last boyfriend and i broke up, he told me to move to a trailer park and drink cyanide every night. which was a mistake on his behalf, since it would kill me the first night.. but see, i have a love/hate relationship with it. you're crazy, i'm ignoring that. she gets that on sunday's, so don't do anything like that.. because her cheeks are beginning to look like my thighs. and she should have lost that by now. right?}

[walker sharpe]

_{i think that was the idea, sweetheart. oh no, watch me. when you least expect it, she's going to start bouncing off the walls. she's three, she has a good ten years or more to grow out of that baby fat, stop worrying about it!}

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