Food Appreciation [Class Four, Period #3]

[baskiceball.livejournal.com]

Marshall was just kind of staring at everybody when class started. He didn't look angry or anything. He was just staring, maybe looking a bit worried.

A little more staring.

A little more...

"I'M AFRAID TO TALK TO EVERYBODY TODAY," he said suddenly. "So far today I told a radio squirrel that if I were another squirrel I'd totally tap that and I told Ted that I didn't really mind his red cowboy boots!"

Ignore the fact that nobody here knew who Ted was.

"What if I start doing lecture and I suddenly start talking about how I think Kaylee's little accent is about the cutest thing I've ever heard and how that sometimes I want to ruffle Sam's hair because it looks fun?" Marshall's eyes widened. "Oh god, I'm doing it already!"

He pointed at the buffet table which had all sorts of moddable sandwiches and subs on them.

"Sandwiches! They're delicious and easy to make! Eat them!" Marshall said. "And for the love of god, someone save me from myself!"

Comments

Re: Eat sammiches

[lovemykilt]

"Really? 'Cause I suck at it. I freak out and I over think it and I decide the girl's just gonna think I'm dumb or only like me 'cause I played football or --" He snapped his mouth shut. "You see?"

Re: Eat sammiches

[gudspellr-claud.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, you're kind of terrible at it," Claudia said. "Maybe a note? Or you can leave a message on my machine and practice beforehand. But if you keep hanging up, I'm going to get unhappy. I'm totally going to say yes if that helps."

Re: Eat sammiches

[lovemykilt]

Priestly grinned. "It does. It totally does."