Royale with cheese wedding?

Here's this week's entry for Saturday Centus challenge at Jenny Matlock's blog. The idea is to write a story in 100 words, not including the phrase given, which today is:

Although the traditional gift for a first anniversary is paper...

I've adapted it slightly at the end. I warn you now - it's wacky, maybe unsettling, even by the standards of the last, the contribution to the Worldboat project.

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They call themselves Leftovers, and they are, remnants of meals uneaten, or eaten messily, and dust, stray hairs and receipts left behind.

They first meet as they are mopped up, slopped into bins and sealed in plastic, then dumped, crushed and buried in landfill.

Unsuprisingly given the ordeal, they grow together over time. They miss us, try to relive that short span as tasty food by attracting seagulls, rodents, bugs.

They marry in tiaras of ringpulls, give gifts, recycling the best of our worst. Time is unkind too... Although the traditional gift for a first anniversary is paper towels, or even scraps, they appreciate anything.

A second anniversary is rare.

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