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Cafeteria | Afternoon | Thursday | March 17
When Alex sat down with his lunch, he spent a good long while staring at the green orange juice. He sniffed it and while it smelled like orange juice, it bore no resemblance to anything green so, naturally, Alex was wary. He didn't think any of the cafeteria people had a reason to seek vengeance against him so he was going to chalk it up to St. Patrick's Day and the cafeteria staff being into the holiday.
So, he took a sip and was satisfied to realize it was just green colored orange juice. Fine, the cafeteria staff were a bunch of smartasses who thought this was funny. Whatever, his juice was still good and Alex would let the staff slide on this one.
And that was then he saw that his hand was slowly turning green. "What the fu -- " His other hand? Doing the same thing. He tried to brush off the coloring but the green just got deeper and deeper. Alex didn't even want to think about how the rest of him must look because his arms were completely green.
"What the hell?!"
Great, he was green and he was in public. That was perfect.
[Post open and occupant is green!]
So, he took a sip and was satisfied to realize it was just green colored orange juice. Fine, the cafeteria staff were a bunch of smartasses who thought this was funny. Whatever, his juice was still good and Alex would let the staff slide on this one.
And that was then he saw that his hand was slowly turning green. "What the fu -- " His other hand? Doing the same thing. He tried to brush off the coloring but the green just got deeper and deeper. Alex didn't even want to think about how the rest of him must look because his arms were completely green.
"What the hell?!"
Great, he was green and he was in public. That was perfect.
[Post open and occupant is green!]

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"I don't know," he admitted. "I don't think I'm old enough. Maybe in a few years it'll be okay."
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It was too easy to tease Bobby.
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