Six cans. Three exhibits. One inexcusably large fridge ciggie. Direct from the defendants.
There are easier ways to acquire a non-alcoholic drink. The green juice that judges you. The $20 sparkling water the waiter brings without asking. Neither ships in a cigarette-pack mailer. Neither arrives direct from the defendants — with a receipt marked Exhibit A.
The First Offence is dysfunctional soda. Says so on the box. No adaptogens, no nootropics, no claims on your inflammation. Three sodas, six cans, one box. After a thousand of these, the table goes back to ordering water.
Warning: soda causes dangerous thoughts about enjoyment. No pleasurable sodas permitted in this area. Both printed on the box — and the only fiction here. The First Offence is real. One thousand samplers, no restock. Take possession, don’t be thirsty.
— the defendants