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As expetected from a growing 700lb monster of a jock, Alex eats. A lot. The teenage behemoth (mercifully) doesn't subject single people with the task of feeding him too often, leaving the herculean ordeal to restaurants. The ones that he visits already know that when Alex arrives, the entire place is his. The kitchen has to work at their greatest capacity just to output food at a sufficient rate to sate the lion, as he gorges on entire plates as if they were mere appetizers. As a small blessing, they don't need to keep track of the order, for Alex doesn't pay. It's not like anyone has the courage to charge him, after all. |
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