[Sollux isn't gone long. When he returns, he has a tray piled high with stuff. There's a steaming cup of coffee, a couple of cans of soda, a bag of doritos, a few other snacks, a pile of limp lettuce leaves on a plate with some vinegar - Sollux' vague idea of what a salad might be - and a salmon filet, uncooked and just basically lying there on a plate.
He sets the tray down next to Summoner and climbs onto the bed.]
You should eat something. I'm not sure what kind of stuff you like, so I brought everything I could think of.
[Action]
He sets the tray down next to Summoner and climbs onto the bed.]
You should eat something. I'm not sure what kind of stuff you like, so I brought everything I could think of.