[chicken soup for the IC soul]

[skinofalizard]

[tonight in the mess hall, there is soup! don't worry, though, this isn't the tuesday soup branching out, instead, it's a giant pot of chicken soup.

if you eat the soup, you may feel compelled to get your worries or concerns off your chest. you may even feel better after!]

((To go along with the OOC Comm post, have an IC chicken soup post! I'm

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[newfangled]

[sitting at one of the tables with a mug, but no soup :(]

[crisscrossing]

[over by the soup, considering it]

[newfangled]

[just kind of watching in that way where you're totally trying to pretend you're not doing it]

[crisscrossing]

[... gets a small bowl, poking at it with a spoon]

[newfangled]

[opens his mouth, hesitates, closes it, then lets out a frustrated puff of air. he hesitates a few more seconds, before raising his voice loud enough for him to hear.]

... There's room over here.

[crisscrossing]

[starts, then makes his way over]

Thanks.

[newfangled]

[shrugs, fiddling with the lid on the cup]

Sitting in here alone always makes me feel weird.

[crisscrossing]

Right? Ugh.

[newfangled]

[opens his mouth to say something, then settles for giving Hanna a weird look over the rim of his mug as he takes a sip]

[crisscrossing]

... Uh! Awkward request!

[newfangled]

How awkward.

[crisscrossing]

[pushes the soup forward a little]

Is this, uh. People?

[newfangled]

Hanna, what the fuck?!

[crisscrossing]

Isn't it--wait, what day is it?

[newfangled]

Friday.

[crisscrossing]

[... pulls it back, sheepishly]

Sorry.