[Cake! Sandwiches! Stan takes the box eagerly and grabs a sandwich from it, taking a big bite right away. He makes an almost gutteral humming sound and his eyes roll back in his head a bit. Holy shit, that's amazing. With his mouth still full of sandwich, he leans down and pecks Nill firmly on the cheek, then plops down onto the floor right there to enjoy his birthday meal. Fuck yeah, sandwiches!]
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