Liltotto stared, her expression as flat as the bag of chips currently balanced on her head. She’d barely opened her mouth to say a word when another bag—a jumbo-size, by the feel of it—landed on her shoulder, nearly tipping her over. “Really, bitch?” she muttered, more to herself than anyone else, not even bothering to move as her girlfriend continued to pile snacks on top of her. She glanced over at the ball of energy beside her. Her girlfriend was practically vibrating with excitement, bouncing on her toes and chattering about every snack she’d bought, rapid-fire explanations spilling out with no pauses. As if Liltotto really needed an introduction to potato chips, but here they were. “Yeah, yeah, I get it,” she sighed, though her eyes softened just a bit. “You got enough snacks here to feed an army.” She reached up, plucking a random candy bar from the pile and squinting at the wrapper. “Just hope you remembered the sour ones, or I’m throwing you out with the trash.”

Her girlfriend only giggled, darting in with yet another armful of treats that promptly got dumped onto the precarious stack. Liltotto didn’t flinch, but her eyes widened slightly at the sight of it all. “Alright, alright, you’re giving me a damn mountain here. How am I supposed to eat my way through all of this without passing out?” honestly, it was hard to stay annoyed—especially when her girlfriend was practically glowing, rambling on about the “limited-edition” items she’d managed to find. Liltotto couldn’t help but sigh, the smallest hint of a smile, popping open a bag of chips from her new snack mountain. “You know what, fine. Guess I’m working through this pile. But you better be ready to hear about the taste of every single one of these, because, knowing you, they’re all gonna be ‘cute’ or some other dumb thing.” She rolled her eyes but took a bite, shaking her head with a faint grin as her girlfriend squealed in delight beside her. “Crazy bitch,” Liltotto muttered affectionately, tossing another chip in her mouth.