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fandomhigh2022-05-13 06:40 am
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Ancient Food Crimes; Friday, First Period [05/13].
Okay, this whole lack of sleep thing suuuuuucked, and Summer was just ready to get through whatever kind of weekend they were building up to so they could be done with it and move on with their lives and maybe sleep for the next few years as a result, but, right now, she had a terrible class to teach while feeling terrible, and clinging to a cup of coffee for dear life.
"Hey, everyone," she said, sighing heavily and not even caring that she was slouching on the counter of the community center's kitchen classroom and probably looking like she hadn't slept in four days because guess what she hadn't! "Welcome to Ancient Food Crimes, a class where we explore some of the most disturbing and traumatic food events of the past century, maybe a little before that, because some of the things those people did to food are too terrifying and disgusting to just ignore. Or maybe you actually like that sort of thing. Who knows? I've met all sorts of people and I've met all sorts of foods that they're still willing to put into their mouths.
"Now, I looked at the roster, and I know most of you, but there are a few names I'm less familiar with, so, lucky you guys, you're in for a treat. Anyway, my name is Summer Smith, I'm sort of notorious around here for doing terrible things to jello, and I hope to prove it to you in this course. Why do I do this? Who knows? Maybe just because it's fun."
And it got her a weird amount of validation, popularity, and a strange sense of accomplishment, three things she desperately craved even more than sleep. Yes, even right now. Give her that tasty, tasty validation, and she'll be fine never sleeping ever again.
"And I don't know how many of you are really affected by this whole sleep thing...I know it's definitely kicking my ass. So I feel like introducing you guys to some of the really messed up shit right off the bat is going to to some mega-regrettable nightmares down the road. So today, even though it deprives us of at least one truly cursed vintage recipe, I just can't in good conscious actually subject any of you to that in my current state. Well. That's not entirely true. Since I haven't been sleeping, I did make..."
And here was when she moved over to a clouche that had definitely been there the whole time and lifted it up to reveal....a monstrosity and an accompanying beverage.
"....these, soooo...."
She did not look like a proud woman in this moment, no.
"I guess what we're going to do is...since it's the first class and I'm tired as hell, is come on up, help yourself to a little bit of my sleep-deprived madness if you're feeling so bold, and tell us who you are, any allergies I should be aware of, how you've ended up in this class, and, if you can think of it, what's the worst thing you've probably ever eaten."
There was a slight pause. "I'm not sure my answer is actually appropriate for a classroom setting," she offered, and then looked over the room. "Who's next?"
"Hey, everyone," she said, sighing heavily and not even caring that she was slouching on the counter of the community center's kitchen classroom and probably looking like she hadn't slept in four days because guess what she hadn't! "Welcome to Ancient Food Crimes, a class where we explore some of the most disturbing and traumatic food events of the past century, maybe a little before that, because some of the things those people did to food are too terrifying and disgusting to just ignore. Or maybe you actually like that sort of thing. Who knows? I've met all sorts of people and I've met all sorts of foods that they're still willing to put into their mouths.
"Now, I looked at the roster, and I know most of you, but there are a few names I'm less familiar with, so, lucky you guys, you're in for a treat. Anyway, my name is Summer Smith, I'm sort of notorious around here for doing terrible things to jello, and I hope to prove it to you in this course. Why do I do this? Who knows? Maybe just because it's fun."
And it got her a weird amount of validation, popularity, and a strange sense of accomplishment, three things she desperately craved even more than sleep. Yes, even right now. Give her that tasty, tasty validation, and she'll be fine never sleeping ever again.
"And I don't know how many of you are really affected by this whole sleep thing...I know it's definitely kicking my ass. So I feel like introducing you guys to some of the really messed up shit right off the bat is going to to some mega-regrettable nightmares down the road. So today, even though it deprives us of at least one truly cursed vintage recipe, I just can't in good conscious actually subject any of you to that in my current state. Well. That's not entirely true. Since I haven't been sleeping, I did make..."
And here was when she moved over to a clouche that had definitely been there the whole time and lifted it up to reveal....a monstrosity and an accompanying beverage.
"....these, soooo...."
She did not look like a proud woman in this moment, no.
"I guess what we're going to do is...since it's the first class and I'm tired as hell, is come on up, help yourself to a little bit of my sleep-deprived madness if you're feeling so bold, and tell us who you are, any allergies I should be aware of, how you've ended up in this class, and, if you can think of it, what's the worst thing you've probably ever eaten."
There was a slight pause. "I'm not sure my answer is actually appropriate for a classroom setting," she offered, and then looked over the room. "Who's next?"
Re: Class Activity: Introductions - Ancient Food Crimes, 05/13.
Summer also felt....oddly pleased that her fish mess managed to at least be better than wormy cheese, and she nodded. "Please do," she said. "But if you put it on any socials, I might have to ask you tag me, because that's just good for business."
She had a reputation to uphold, after all.
"I think you're going to pretty well in the class, Gray," she added with an approving nod, behind another stretching yawn, that continued through the next part and garbled at least some of the words that followed, "Ahn I 'ope I don't....ugh." She blinked, shook her head, cut the yawn off. "I hope," she tried again, "I can still give you plenty of material for torturing," he said tease, but okay, Summer, "your brother. I will...always approve of torturing," again, he said tease, "brothers."
Re: Class Activity: Introductions - Ancient Food Crimes, 05/13.
Then he yawned. "Oh, man. Everyone else being sleepy is making me...so sleepy..." He was just going to...put his head down and take a little nap now.
It was a good thing Daman wasn't here right now because the envy had to be off the charts.