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[A young man sits in the cafeteria during his lunch hour. A wrapped cornish pasty in hand and a thermos of tea accompany him. He hates eating in here. The loud chatters just causes unnecessary stress and the smell of what they call food was enough to put him off of his appetite. But alas, it was too cold for him to eat under his favourite tree.
He pulls out a book from his bag and lays it out on the table. His eyes glaze over the text, only pretending to read in hopes that it was enough incentive to keep people from striking a conversation with him. He takes a bite of his pasty, having to gnaw a bit on the meat and the sauce stains his lips in the process.]
[EDIT: OOC: Ah! Extremely embarrassing! I'm sorry, I didn't check the time. I have to leave right now. I should be back on later tonight or tomorrow morning with your replies
Once again, terribly sorry! ]
He pulls out a book from his bag and lays it out on the table. His eyes glaze over the text, only pretending to read in hopes that it was enough incentive to keep people from striking a conversation with him. He takes a bite of his pasty, having to gnaw a bit on the meat and the sauce stains his lips in the process.]
[EDIT: OOC: Ah! Extremely embarrassing! I'm sorry, I didn't check the time. I have to leave right now. I should be back on later tonight or tomorrow morning with your replies
Once again, terribly sorry! ]