cafeteria | mid afternoon | wednesday | 25 november

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Apparently, there was a holiday tomorrow. From what Jonas had gathered from the books he'd read, it revolved around a lot of food, togetherness and was descended from a shared meal by two very different groups long ago.

Needless to say, Jonas had never celebrated Thanksgiving in the Community. Besides ceremonies for Days of Birth, nothing had really been celebrated so Jonas found these specially singled out days as half a curiosity and half enjoyment.

And, while today wasn't the holiday, Jonas found himself in the cafeteria, idly picking at his food (mashed potatoes had a very strange texture) and paging through a book on various holidays. Christmas would, undoubtedly, be the next thing he looked up that. That holiday just seemed...complicated.

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[future_sandworm]

"You assume I know what crazy stalkers do?" Leto grinned.

[vanillajello]

Kate shrugged lightly. "I don't make assumptions, but I'm a pessimist."

[future_sandworm]

"Oh, are you?"

Leto leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms.

[vanillajello]

"'Fraid so."

Either that, or too keen to protect herself to admit to optimism. Same thing, really.

[future_sandworm]

There was a long pause.

"You know, I could do some proper stalking and visit your room later. Although mine offers more privacy."

[and now I have to go!]

[vanillajello]

"Your room would involve me coming over to get stalked. That... doesn't really seem smart, does it?" she asked, smirk tugging at the corners of her mouth. "And yet it sounds tempting. Clearly there's something wrong with me."