Formed A Band Part II

“Alta, you should probably start it,” Francel said. “You and Wimer Aslix. Then Bosy take the second verse.”

“It would sound awesome if we harmonized on the chorus,” Wimer Aslix said.

“Alright, boys, move the papers,” Alta said.

He set a bowl of rice in the middle of the table. Four other platters floated behind him. As soon as there was room, he set down noodles, a plate of beef, vegetables and chicken. Another flick of his hand had dishes and chopsticks flying through the kitchen. Wimer Aslix had to duck as a carton of juice just missed his head.

“Sorry sorry,” Alta said. “I’m so used to aiming for you that I got that a bit too close.”

The others laughed.

“And for you, my darling,” Alta said and set a plate in front of Francel. Again, it was full of practically raw meat and only a few vegetables and noodles.

Wimer Aslix cringed. “That’s disgusting.”

“You bathe in shit, my friend,” Alta said. “Remember that.”

“Right.”

“So since I’m not as arrogant, I’m not as disgusting, right?”

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