FOOD FIGHT [OPEN]
Who: Kagome, open
When: Wednesday at lunch
Where: Lunch room
What: FOOD FIGHT
Warnings: Depends on who participates and what happens
Kagome sighed as she looked down on her tray. It had been awhile since she had pay for lunch but it was the same old food and the same old nasty things to eat. She wished that Principal Kaiba would spend more money on it.
She sat down and she started playing with the so called mash potatoes on her plate. The food did not look edible, in fact it looked like some thing that could be used as plaster. She sighed and started building a mountain out of her potatoes, something she had not done since she was a kid. Regretting that she forgot her lunch and realizing that she would rather go hungry then eat this stuff, she continued to play with it.
After the mountain was finished, she arranged her pees, carrots and something that resembled meat around it. Sighing, she put her fork into the mountain and had her fork completely filled with them. Since they were stiff, they stayed on the fork. She flicked her wrists a few times and watched as her mash potatoes flew across the table and it looked like they landed in someone's hair. She stared in shock and surprise.
When: Wednesday at lunch
Where: Lunch room
What: FOOD FIGHT
Warnings: Depends on who participates and what happens
Kagome sighed as she looked down on her tray. It had been awhile since she had pay for lunch but it was the same old food and the same old nasty things to eat. She wished that Principal Kaiba would spend more money on it.
She sat down and she started playing with the so called mash potatoes on her plate. The food did not look edible, in fact it looked like some thing that could be used as plaster. She sighed and started building a mountain out of her potatoes, something she had not done since she was a kid. Regretting that she forgot her lunch and realizing that she would rather go hungry then eat this stuff, she continued to play with it.
After the mountain was finished, she arranged her pees, carrots and something that resembled meat around it. Sighing, she put her fork into the mountain and had her fork completely filled with them. Since they were stiff, they stayed on the fork. She flicked her wrists a few times and watched as her mash potatoes flew across the table and it looked like they landed in someone's hair. She stared in shock and surprise.