Lunch, Wednesday Lunchtime

[unborn-renegade.livejournal.com]

You know, running around hopped up on eco all weekend really took a lot out of your energy reserves. Like, a real lot. Like, 'still scoffing away insane amounts of food on Wednesday' lots. Jak's plate was piled full enough to nearly achieve Tower of Babel status, and he was eying it with a kind of relaxed determination.

This was going to be awesome. Even if half the food the cafetaria served was, uh. Well.

There had to be some kind of animal in this world that tasted like that, right?

[[ open as lunch is ]]

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[anarchist-queen.livejournal.com]

Leda saw the food, and just stared. "Woah. I've heard that teenage boys were always hungry, but damn, Sam."