Thanksgiving- The cafeteria- Thursday, 4 pm onwards

[fates_jaye]

Once the food is cooked, it's time to set it out, and start yelling at people to get their butts down to dinner.

There's a full spread, complete with all the traditional Thanksgiving stuff. Turkey, sides, and all the fun dessert stuff will be brought out later. There's a cooler full of drinks (non-alcoholic, as hi, Jaye did invite the principal) and everything should be good. And if it isn't... eh. Deal.


[If you brought something specific, feel free to ping in the OCD thread so people know. Otherwise, I think foodmodding is on.
OCD is coming. OCD is up.]

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Re: Dinner

[can_be_more]

She picks up her roll, preventing him from doing it again.

Re: Dinner

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John laughs and starts eating, feeling very happy today. He doesn't know exactly why, figures it a lot of things but he's going with it.

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[can_be_more]

Aeryn's just going to eat her roll before he can do anything else to it.

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[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John really wishes he had a camera right about now.

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[can_be_more]

She looks over at him and asks, "What?"

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[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"I just wish I had a camera right about now," he says.

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[can_be_more]

"No more camera," she says quickly.

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[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"I like pictures," he says. "Camera will be around."

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[can_be_more]

Aeryn frowns at him.

Re: Dinner

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John shrugs and eats happily. "I already got the ones from yesterday printed out."

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[can_be_more]

Aeryn frowns harder. Yes, it's possible.

Re: Dinner

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"They look good," he says. "Especially the ones of you just waking up and chasing me."

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[can_be_more]

She rips off a piece of her roll and throws it at his forehead.

Re: Dinner

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

This time, John blinks.

"Did you just throw food at me?"

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[can_be_more]

"No," she lies.

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[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Um, then what just hit me in the head and who did it come from?"

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[can_be_more]

"No idea, didn't see a thing," she lies.

Re: Dinner

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Such a liar," he says and throws a piece of turkey back at her.

Re: Dinner

[can_be_more]

"Behave," she says, picking the piece of turkey off of her lap. "We're in public."

Re: Dinner

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Okay, mom," he says but throws another piece at her.

Re: Dinner

[can_be_more]

"Okay, enough of that," she says quickly and seriously and she just flailed a little at dinner.

Re: Dinner

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

He eyes her. "What?"

Re: Dinner

[can_be_more]

"Nothing," she says, and shakes it off like she never heard that word. Maybe ever. She's really good at repression.

Re: Dinner

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

He eyes her for a little longer. And then grabs a piece of turkey from her plate.

Re: Dinner

[can_be_more]

She watches him, frowning.