Michael could only eat about half the sandwich before he stopped. No matter what the Dollhouse imprinted in him, some things couldn't be beaten, and right now his stomach was churning as it rejected the meat he put in there. Michael had no choice but to turn his attention over to the macaroni salad.
"I'm honestly not that picky about food," he shrugged.
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Date: 2009-04-27 07:11 pm (UTC)"I'm honestly not that picky about food," he shrugged.