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Hunter was grinning as she climbed into the cab, buckling herself in and not even bothering to bat Michi's hands away from the various knobs and buttons along the dash. The only movements the blonde made were to turn the heat on low, turn the radio on, and grab a pair of sunglasses from one of the cup-holders.
"I'm seriously pumped as fuck for these pancakes," Hunter informed them, as she backed out of the space a little hastily, coming a little too close to backing into another student's car, before driving off in a tear from the lot. "I think I'm going to get steak and eggs, too. And a fruit salad. And a tropical island twist to drink.. oh, and a fucking coffee, hell yeah."
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Hunter peering over at the menu as well, before looking up at the waitress. "Me too! Three scary face pancakes, with extra candy corn.. and uhhhh, some pumpkin pancakes, and steak & eggs, some bacon, one of those tropical juice things.. uhhh, some coffee. And how about a fruit cup?" she asked, pausing for a moment to add, "And I haven't had no kids."
She inclined her head a bit more toward Michi and Mari before she added, "Thank fuck, can ya even picture Gray's ears on the side of a baby's skull?" in a louder-than-intended whisper.
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