Post by Phoenix Wolfe on Mar 23, 2014 16:18:45 GMT
He stared down blankly as the pudgy cafeteria woman/whatever she wanted to call herself served him a whole lot of sloppy whatever the heck that was onto his plate. He knew it was Midnight Harbour standards, but he expected better food from a prison. The ones that aren't government funded. He raised his eyebrows, looking from the lady to the food, and then turning away, shaking his head softly. "I wasn't aware the science experiment got mixed up with the food...But what the heck, just because you have clearly put so much effort into this fine dish, I'll give you the pleasure of eating it." Well, looks like it was green slime today, he thought to himself as he walked off from the lady who couldn't even force a smile. Didn't they get told to at least be nice to people who mattered around here, like footballers? He knew the woman was some foreigner who didn't know how to speak any English whatsoever, but really, it was besides the point. But he wasn't even in the mood to create a fuss today, he had a big game coming up later on this week against one of the strongest rivals they have, and beating them would really raise their momentum. Too bad their momentum was getting crushed in itself by the sloppy food served here. He was quite sure there were more nutrients inside a tub of sand. But since there was nothing else so conveniently available, he had to deal.
He went to take a corner table, hoping that his friends would arrive shortly. They were always so slow sometimes. It was as if they stayed back and had discussions with the teachers or something. It was usually quite simple, avoid that kind of thing at all costs. But some people around here just had a habit of not knowing how to do that, leaving him sitting at a table eating green slime and wondering why he was a loner. He begun playing with his phone, whilst also using it as an excuse to text a few mates to see where the heck they were. He did want to discuss the game this week anyway and see how confident everyone was with everything. Any excuse to hang out with the other team members, though. After all, who else was there to hang with? Nerds? Too boring and weird. Girls are too busy fussing over makeup and guys and stuff he isn't interested in. A lot of people pretty much stick to their groups, which is how he likes it. Not that he isn't against diversity, but some people just don't fit in with others.
He took a bite out of his 'delicious' meal, almost choking as his first bite went down. That was disgusting. Actually no, that taste made disgusting taste amazing. He spat it back into the plate, sliding it across the table. Well now wasn't that just great. Hopefully someone on the team had some extra food he could moosh off of them. Because continuing to eat that garbage would be suicide. Probably literally as well. And he wasn't prepared for that. Sneaky foreigner lady.
