Not Allowed
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Ed stared at the food in front of him blankly. He was vaguely aware of Al's excited chatter about how Hughes let Al babysit Elysia whilst Ed was on a mission Al wasn't allowed on. Everything seemed monotonous. The plate of food in front of him had the opposite effect of what it's supposed to have. His eyes wandered to the empty space in front of Al. And just like that, his appetite was gone.
"Sorry, Al." Ed stood up with a smile, "I already ate. Kinda stuffed." With that, he left to his room, ignoring the pit in his stomach.
Al can't eat. He's unable to. He cannot taste the grease of junk food. Nor the sweetness of sugary food.
So Ed will not. He refuses to do what Al cannot at his fault.
He is not allowed.
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