Student Council, Friday (during lunch)

[likethegun]

Under normal circumstances, Sam would have been ecstatic about fulfilling his presidential duties and leading a student council meeting, but today, he just looked tired and ready to crawl back into his brooding place bed.

"Hey guys," he said, once everyone was sitting down with some pizza. "So, Jean talked to Ms. Tatou about having a Thanksgiving dinner for the people who are sticking around in town, and she agreed to help. She and the cooking class will probably be doing the heavy duty stuff, and some of the cheerleaders were interested in helping too, so I think the best thing we can do right now is come up with possible menu options for large groups, so we have things to suggest. And if there's anything else you guys think we need to talk about, we can do that too."

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Re: Mingle [StuCo]

[sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com]

Triela shrugged. "It was an interesting distraction, I suppose."

Re: Mingle [StuCo]

[endsthegame]

"Yes," Ender said, seriously, "I always look at produce for my distractions, too."

Re: Mingle [StuCo]

[sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com]

Her lip twitched. "I would have preferred something else, but if it's a choice between vegetables and... Actually, I suppose I wouldn't have been terribly upset if it hadn't happened."

Re: Mingle [StuCo]

[endsthegame]

"So what does an invasion need to keep you happy?" he asked, wryly.

Re: Mingle [StuCo]

[sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com]

"A challenge, I suppose," Triela shrugged, tone serious.

Re: Mingle [StuCo]

[endsthegame]

"And what would constitute a challenge?" he asked. "An enemy you're unfamiliar with? Armed, well-trained people?"

Re: Mingle [StuCo]

[sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com]

"Those might do it," Triela decided. She hadn't really7 thought about it all that carefully.