I can hear the sound of the bell in the distance. It's subtle, but it's there. I barely hear it. All I can think about is you. Only ten minutes left... Why must the time be so far away? I can hear my stomach growl as the clock slowly ticks away. BRIIIIIIINNNGGGGG. Finally! I run to the lunchroom and throw you on the table. I slowly caress your bottom as I go to open your side zipper. I reach in and consume your tasty insides. It lasts only minutes. The bell rings, thus ending the greatest part of each day.
Lunchbox is love. Lunchbox is life.
It's not yogurt yet.
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