Xaviers!

After such an eventful day, Tosh had worked up quite an appetite. Though to be honest he didn't exactly have a larger insane mound of food than usual. After practically inhaling a slice of pizza, he began on a cheeseburger.

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"You'll never keep your girlish figure eating like that, bro," Trev teased, joining Tosh.

"You're just jealous of my metabolism," he countered with a smirk.

"You think?" he chuckled, looking enviously at his friend's plate.

"I'm trying to not be the fat kid anymore, though, so... hitting the gym, and hitting the salad bar hard.

...all I really want though is a fucking burger," he said shoveling a forkful of mostly dry spinach and lettuce into his mouth and grimacing.

"Keeping my inner kaiju fed isn't easy but it sure is tastier than... that," he joked, wrinkling his nose at Trev's plate.

"Yeah...screaming doesn't seem to burn many calories," he said munching grumpily.

"How's your roommate, man?"

"They put me with Nash, so no challenges there."

"Still don't know mine. I swear every time I'm there it's like he's not, or the one time he was, he was passed the fuck out in bed and I didn't want to wake him up, and once I woke up the next morning, he was gone," he chuckled.

"Captain Neverthere have a name?"

"Carlos....Carlos Vasquez" he said, putting on a bad Spanish accent.

"Oh my God... you're roomies with Kung Fu Guy!" he laughed.