ello, jello

Found a fork today in an old backpack. Wish it had been a spoon. I’ve been borrowing them left and right, hoping my family doesn’t see I’m running low, hiding the fact that I’ve been reusing the same one around my friends. We’re going on a trip and I don’t know what to do. I know one friend will say I should just buy some along the way, or to just use a fork, but she doesn’t understand. I can’t use forks to do what I need to do. And I can’t just buy another spoon. I’m exhausted.