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[timestealing]

[for a while now, there has been the sound of someone shuffling through the dumpster at the back of the mess hall.

... now, there's a girl with a couple pieces of ham stuck to her hair entering the mess hall itself with a newly claimed bag of stuff, as if she suddenly realized she can go in]

-Really is a place for free grub. Weird.

Comments

[stolengood]

Isn't it great? And it's open all the time. And you don't even get in trouble for swiping seconds.

[timestealing]

Seems like a hub of activity, too.

[stolengood]

[Is wearing what's in the icons, as well. Little red soldier coat and a fuzzy halo]

Yep! Especially since it's so cold. When it's warm, people meet outside sometimes, too.

[timestealing]

Sounds ... normal.

[stolengood]

Really? I think it's weird.

[timestealing]

Well, it's kinda like a blizzard out there, so people are ditching it for the warm place with food. Makes sense.

[stolengood]

I guess. People have cabins, too.

The only day you can't eat here is Tuesday. But that's also the day where people hoard things from all the other days to eat, so you can always find something.

[timestealing]

... Laura didn't mention Tuesday. What's Tuesday?

[stolengood]

People soup day.

[timestealing]

-That when the zombies eat?

[stolengood]

Probably. I don't think about it.

[timestealing]

Least they got something.

[stolengood]

I don't see why we can't just have real food on Tuesday though, too. Is that really too much to ask?

[timestealing]

There's always food around.

[stolengood]

We might as well appreciate the good stuff though.

[timestealing]

Yeah?