I pulled the string and heard the hiss of the self-heating bag under my lunch heating up.
"Those things will kill you."
I looked up at the woman from marketing who was for some reason having lunch down here in engineering.
"It's fresher than your triple shot caramel latte there."
She snorted.
"These are natural flavors! Not like all the preservatives in that ugly mess!"
I blinked a few times.
"You do realise this is one of our meals we make here, right?"
"Exactly! I know what goes into them!"
She left, head held high, as I burned myself accidentally.
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