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[softdweller]

[Exactly one half of a sandwich arrives, stacked with a variety of deli-sliced meats including ham, corned beef, salami and turkey. The whole thing smells like pickles, even though there appears to only be one or two on the sandwich itself. The top piece of bread seems saturated in a mixture of pickle juice and sour cream, while the bottom piece of bread is absolutely slathered with mustard. Accompanying it is a small hand-written note: "From Vriska, with love. Enjoy!"]

All things considered? This doesn’t look (or smell, really) like the worst thing you’ve been about to eat. Always the kid to ask for extra pickles on their happy meal burger at McDonald’s to have some fleeting sense of customization or individuality, which, this sandwich sure does drip with. Literally. Huh.

The texture isn’t as bad as expected, and neither is the taste. Maybe reptile brain is just thrilled at the wild variety of meats on this bad boy, but half way in on what’s been bestowed upon you you decide that really? You could go for another one sometime. Maybe. You pick up your phone, still chewing away, ready to bargain for the recipe this little genius has created.