Cafeteria | Afternoon | Thursday | November 25

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It was Thanksgiving Day. It was time for parades, football and food. Currently, Alex was leaning against one of the walls in the kitchen, watching the catering company set up for dinner. There was a shitload of food and his stomach growled just watching.

It was good to be president. He got to delegate everything.

When one of the caterers stepped forward and thrust a plastic wrapped garment bag in his hand, Alex frowned.

"What?"

"Outfits for the dinner," the caterer said. "The contract states that we make and you serve the food. No fulfillment of the contract, no food."

Confused, Alex unzipped the bag and peeked inside. The costume was not cool at all.

"Are you serious?" Alex asked, glaring. "No way!"

"No costumes," the caterer said, already signaling his workers to get ready to package the food up, "no food."

Alex continued glaring at the caterer and the costume. He hated his life.

[OCD is up and this is posted early for SP, of course!]

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Re: Dinner [Thanksgiving 2010]

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

Alex happened to glance over and caught that smirk and frowned. "Shut up."

Yes, she hadn't said anything. No, he didn't care.

Re: Dinner [Thanksgiving 2010]

[give-areason.livejournal.com]

She tsked at him.

"You know I said nothing."

But yes, very amused.

Re: Dinner [Thanksgiving 2010]

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"You're thinking, though." That he knew too. "So, shut up. I know what you're thinking."

Re: Dinner [Thanksgiving 2010]

[give-areason.livejournal.com]

"Have you become a telepath?" she asked archly. "To know so well what might be going through my mind."

Re: Dinner [Thanksgiving 2010]

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Yes, I've become a telepath," he said, deadpan. "You're also thinking about how hot I am. Am I right? I'm right. It's okay, most girls think that."

Yes, he was going to deflect away from his stupid costume as best he could.

Re: Dinner [Thanksgiving 2010]

[give-areason.livejournal.com]

"You're not unattractive," she said dryly, "but I've worked with 'hotter'," and oh, that sounded awkward coming from Rosalind, "and you simply don't measure up."

Especially not in that outfit.

Re: Dinner [Thanksgiving 2010]

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

Alex glared at her. "Are you having fun? I'm glad I could amuse you so thoroughly. Don't make me throw my hat at you."

Re: Dinner [Thanksgiving 2010]

[give-areason.livejournal.com]

"Now, now," she said, far too amused. "Be thankful for what you have and cheer up."

He had a hat! And an ugly costume!

Re: Dinner [Thanksgiving 2010]

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Do you see what I'm wearing?" Alex asked, looking down at himself and making a face. "Who would be thankful when they have to wear this? No one. Not even the original pilgrims!"

Re: Dinner [Thanksgiving 2010]

[give-areason.livejournal.com]

"It could be pink," she reminded him. "And sparkly."

Re: Dinner [Thanksgiving 2010]

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"You're not making me feel better," Alex said, making a face. "I kinda feel like you're doing this to me on purpose."

No, really?

Re: Dinner [Thanksgiving 2010]

[give-areason.livejournal.com]

Really, now!

"Would I do such a thing?" Rosalind asked dryly. "I have no sense of humour after all."

Re: Dinner [Thanksgiving 2010]

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"You have a sense of humor," Alex said, finally starting to eat some of his food. "It's just dry, dark and being used at my expense right now. Which means I get to throw my hat at you."

Re: Dinner [Thanksgiving 2010]

[give-areason.livejournal.com]

"And get penalized for parting with a vital bit of costume?" Rosalind asked, sipping her drink. "For shame, Alex."

Re: Dinner [Thanksgiving 2010]

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Hey, if I gave you permission to wear it, I don't think anyone would mind," Alex said, taking off the hat and waving it in her direction. "It's an awesome hat."

It was not.

Re: Dinner [Thanksgiving 2010]

[give-areason.livejournal.com]

She leaned away from the hat.

"You cannot expect me to wear that."

Re: Dinner [Thanksgiving 2010]

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"What's wrong with it?" Alex asked, trying not to laugh. "You've been enjoying how I look in it!"

Re: Dinner [Thanksgiving 2010]

[give-areason.livejournal.com]

"I," she said severely, "am not on the Student Council. It would be misleading of me to don a costume worn only by those on the council."

Re: Dinner [Thanksgiving 2010]

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Even if I gave you permission?" Alex asked, trying not to laugh. "The Student Council president is allowed to delegate tasks."

Re: Dinner [Thanksgiving 2010]

[give-areason.livejournal.com]

"You would still be terribly misleading the student populace," she noted.

Re: Dinner [Thanksgiving 2010]

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Half the student populace isn't even here," Alex replied, shaking his head. "I just don't think you can pull it off and you know it."

Re: Dinner [Thanksgiving 2010]

[give-areason.livejournal.com]

"If that's an appeal to my ego..." Rosalind looked amused. "It's not working."

Re: Dinner [Thanksgiving 2010]

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"I thought of it as more of a challenge," Alex said, shrugging. "You talk about how well you wear suits, why not a hat? You don't think you can, that's why."

Re: Dinner [Thanksgiving 2010]

[give-areason.livejournal.com]

"And you ask so charmingly," she sighed.

Re: Dinner [Thanksgiving 2010]

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"I tried asking nicely and you laughed," Alex said, shaking his head. "I've got no choice but to try and bait you into it."