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.]

Comments

Re: Dinner

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Turn your frown," he says, "upside down. That makes it a smile!"

Re: Dinner

[can_be_more]

She blinks at him. Neutrally.

Re: Dinner

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Fine," he says and he leans closer and kisses her.

Re: Dinner

[can_be_more]

She kisses him back, just a little, because they are at a table. And she might be blushing a little bit, because they are at a table.

Re: Dinner

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Smile," he asks quietly.

Re: Dinner

[can_be_more]

She looks up at him, resolutely not smiling, though it's probably clear she wants to. "But we're eating."

Re: Dinner

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Doesn't matter," he says and kisses the tip of her nose. "Smile."

Re: Dinner

[can_be_more]

She gives him a little smile in return.

Re: Dinner

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Yay," he says and goes back to his dinner, smiling himself.