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Cafeteria | Afternoon | Thursday | November 25
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!]
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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But everybody had been gearing up for this stupid American holiday that he cared nothing about, and all he'd heard about for the past week was Thanksgiving this, and holiday that, and 'what are you thankful for?'
And somehow... it just would have seemed weird for him to avoid the entire bloody ordeal, with all of that in mind. So he'd taken a seat at an empty table, far on the other side of the room from the food, and he watched everyone else enjoying themselves. There was no harm in being there, after all.
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Because he was there and it was obvious he needed company of some sort.
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//Stunning, really. He looks positively... Puritan.//
Jono was managing by some miracle to keep from laughing, even!
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//I don't think it'd go well with yer eyes,// he decided.
He was teasing.
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"That's not a nice thing to say."
Like she cared.
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He had you there, Rosalind.
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Really, no.
"Perhaps you should wear the hat."
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