everythinginthesky: [A COUPLE STANDS OUTSIDE A JAPANESE RESTAURANT.] Woman: Oooh, let’s go here. I hear you can get one of those sushi-girls. You know, where you eat it right off their naked, writhing body? It sounds so authentic.[CUT TO A FEW MINUTES LATER - THE COUPLE ARE SAT DOWN INSIDE. A WAITER ROLLS OVER A GURNEY UPON WHICH LIES A GIRL, NAKED, FACE BLANK, COVERED IN SUSHI. THE COUPLE BEGIN EATING.]Woman: Oooh, so authentic. So. Authentic. *whispers to the sushi-girl* You’re so authentic.Man: Let’s eat.[THE COUPLE BEGIN EATING. LOOKS OF MILD CONCERN CROSS THEIR FACES.]Woman: …is yours warm? This is pretty warm.Man: Yeah, I was thinking the same thing. I’m gonna send it back.Woman: Oh honey, don’t make a scene. *whispers to the sushi-girl* He always makes a scene. *the sushi-girl blinks once, slowly*Man: No, no. We paid for this. I’m not paying for warm sushi. Here, waiter. Waiter, over here.Waiter: Yes, sir?Man: We’d like to send this back. *waves vaguely at the naked sushi-girl* This, this sushi’s too warm.Waiter: Oh, of course, sir. I’m so sorry. Of course, we’ll get you a new one. *leans in to the sushi-girl, whispers fiercely*  Why is it always you, Michelle. It’s always you. God.[THE WAITER WHEELS THE SUSHI-GIRL AWAY, RETURNS WITH A NEW GIRL COVERED IN SUSHI. THE COUPLE BEGIN EATING.]Woman: Oh, this is better. *leans in to the sushi-girl* You’re so much better.Man: See, aren’t you glad we ‘made a scene’.[FADE A FEW MINUTES LATER AND THE COUPLE SLOWLY STOP EATING. THE WAITER APPEARS.] Waiter: Everyone okay now, sir?Man: Fantastic, yes, thank you. Could we get the rest of this to go?Waiter: Of course.[CUT TO THE WAITER HANDING THE MAN A VERY FOIL SWAN WITH A PAIR OF NAKED LEGS STICKING OUT THE SIDE. CUT TO THE COUPLE UNWRAPPING THE NAKED GIRL, STILL COVERED IN SUSHI, AT THEIR COUNTER AT HOME, BEFORE PLACING HER IN THE FRIDGE. FADE TO WHAT’S CLEARLY A FEW DAYS LATER. THE MAN’S TIE IS UNDONE, CLEARLY JUST HOME AFTER WORK, AND HE’S ROOTING AROUND IN THE FRIDGE FOR SOMETHING TO EAT. HE MOVES A JAR OF MAYONAISE ASIDE AND FINDS THE NAKED SUSHI-GIRL SAT BEHIND IT.]Man: Ugh. Honey? HONEY? I’m gonna throw out that sushi from a few days ago, okay? You don’t want it?Woman: Oh, no. Throw it away.[THE MAN STRUGGLES TO PULL THE NAKED SUSHI-GIRL OUT OF THE FRIDGE. SUSHI DROPS EVERYWHERE. HE PLACES HER AWKWARDLY IN THE BIN. SHE’S SAT UPRIGHT IN THE BING, HER LEGS SPILLLING OUT. SHE SITS IN IT QUIETLY, EYES OPEN. THE MAN MAKES ANNOYED NOISES, CLEANS UP THE SPILT SUSHI, MAKES HIMSELF A SANDWICH. HE LEAVES THE KITCHEN. THE SUSHI-GIRL SITS QUIETLY IN THE BIN, FACE BLANK, BLINKING ONLY OCCASIONALLY. IT RAPIDLY BECOMES DARK AND THE KITCHEN IS LIT ONLY BY MOONLIGHT COMING THROUGH A WINDOW.SITTING IN THE MOONLIGHT IN THE KITCHEN, NAKED, HER LEGS SPILLING AWKWARDLY OUT, HER FACE DISPLAYING NO OTHER EMOTION, A SINGLE TEAR ROLLS DOWN THE NAKED SUSHI-GIRL’S FACE.] 

everythinginthesky:

[A COUPLE STANDS OUTSIDE A JAPANESE RESTAURANT.]

Woman: Oooh, let’s go here. I hear you can get one of those sushi-girls. You know, where you eat it right off their naked, writhing body? It sounds so authentic.

[CUT TO A FEW MINUTES LATER - THE COUPLE ARE SAT DOWN INSIDE. A WAITER ROLLS OVER A GURNEY UPON WHICH LIES A GIRL, NAKED, FACE BLANK, COVERED IN SUSHI. THE COUPLE BEGIN EATING.]

Woman: Oooh, so authentic. So. Authentic. *whispers to the sushi-girl* You’re so authentic.
Man: Let’s eat.

[THE COUPLE BEGIN EATING. LOOKS OF MILD CONCERN CROSS THEIR FACES.]

Woman: …is yours warm? This is pretty warm.
Man: Yeah, I was thinking the same thing. I’m gonna send it back.
Woman: Oh honey, don’t make a scene. *whispers to the sushi-girl* He always makes a scene. *the sushi-girl blinks once, slowly*
Man: No, no. We paid for this. I’m not paying for warm sushi. Here, waiter. Waiter, over here.
Waiter: Yes, sir?
Man: We’d like to send this back. *waves vaguely at the naked sushi-girl* This, this sushi’s too warm.
Waiter: Oh, of course, sir. I’m so sorry. Of course, we’ll get you a new one. *leans in to the sushi-girl, whispers fiercely*  Why is it always you, Michelle. It’s always you. God.

[THE WAITER WHEELS THE SUSHI-GIRL AWAY, RETURNS WITH A NEW GIRL COVERED IN SUSHI. THE COUPLE BEGIN EATING.]

Woman: Oh, this is better. *leans in to the sushi-girl* You’re so much better.
Man: See, aren’t you glad we ‘made a scene’.

[FADE A FEW MINUTES LATER AND THE COUPLE SLOWLY STOP EATING. THE WAITER APPEARS.]

Waiter: Everyone okay now, sir?
Man: Fantastic, yes, thank you. Could we get the rest of this to go?
Waiter: Of course.

[CUT TO THE WAITER HANDING THE MAN A VERY FOIL SWAN WITH A PAIR OF NAKED LEGS STICKING OUT THE SIDE. CUT TO THE COUPLE UNWRAPPING THE NAKED GIRL, STILL COVERED IN SUSHI, AT THEIR COUNTER AT HOME, BEFORE PLACING HER IN THE FRIDGE. FADE TO WHAT’S CLEARLY A FEW DAYS LATER. THE MAN’S TIE IS UNDONE, CLEARLY JUST HOME AFTER WORK, AND HE’S ROOTING AROUND IN THE FRIDGE FOR SOMETHING TO EAT. HE MOVES A JAR OF MAYONAISE ASIDE AND FINDS THE NAKED SUSHI-GIRL SAT BEHIND IT.]

Man: Ugh. Honey? HONEY? I’m gonna throw out that sushi from a few days ago, okay? You don’t want it?
Woman: Oh, no. Throw it away.

[THE MAN STRUGGLES TO PULL THE NAKED SUSHI-GIRL OUT OF THE FRIDGE. SUSHI DROPS EVERYWHERE. HE PLACES HER AWKWARDLY IN THE BIN. SHE’S SAT UPRIGHT IN THE BING, HER LEGS SPILLLING OUT. SHE SITS IN IT QUIETLY, EYES OPEN. THE MAN MAKES ANNOYED NOISES, CLEANS UP THE SPILT SUSHI, MAKES HIMSELF A SANDWICH. HE LEAVES THE KITCHEN. THE SUSHI-GIRL SITS QUIETLY IN THE BIN, FACE BLANK, BLINKING ONLY OCCASIONALLY. IT RAPIDLY BECOMES DARK AND THE KITCHEN IS LIT ONLY BY MOONLIGHT COMING THROUGH A WINDOW.
SITTING IN THE MOONLIGHT IN THE KITCHEN, NAKED, HER LEGS SPILLING AWKWARDLY OUT, HER FACE DISPLAYING NO OTHER EMOTION, A SINGLE TEAR ROLLS DOWN THE NAKED SUSHI-GIRL’S FACE.] 

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