"Not going, I heard if you eat you'll just lie down like a corpse and get fat." Jane Sampson shook her head and moved aside to avoid James Black's hand, "I need to try hard to gain weight, so I can't go out with you to digest the meal."
"Little Jane, you're really getting better at finding excuses for being lazy." Peter Gingery sat in the corner and laughed at Jane's reason.
"Shut up, you!" Jane Sampson yelled at Peter Gingery, then turned around to seriously explain to James Black, "I'm really serious about gaining weight."
"You want all the weight to pile up on your waist?" James Black asked, "Keeping it as a life-saving swimming ring for emergencies?"
"Pfft~" Peter Gingery spat out a mouthful of tea.
What a sharp tongue.
Jane Sampson's face turned green.
She tilted her body and hummed, "It's cold outside, I don't want to go out, is that reasonable now?"
