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[capn_firehazard]

[There's a chunky teenage girl in the buffet, glaring down at the melted hot fudge sundae set in front of her. Or...what's left of the hot fudge sundae. She's well on her way to polishing this one off.

See, 'Lauren' is not in a very good mood right now. This? is making her feel marginally better. She kinda woke up to realize she suddenly a lacked a

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[does_everything]

[Did someone call for an egotistical manfolk? Because HERE COMES ONE strolling on in.]

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[capn_firehazard]

[Why was her first thought 'cute'?

Is she really that stereotypical of a female?

Still.

Cute.

And...odd.]

...Hey there.

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[does_everything]

[Cue a very obvious look-over.

Hmmm. Kind of chunky, but she makes chunky look good. ACCEPTABLE. Climbing up onto the table.] Hey baby. New face.

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[capn_firehazard]

[It talks.

And

It's hitting on her.

Her stomach clenches and her expression becomes a grimace.]

Not entirely.

[talkback_stein]

[Strong egotistical manchild-folk? You rang?]

[Still coming off of the high of feeling cool and absolutely in control, Chase strolls into the buffet feeling like The Man. Not that he'd tell you that this was any different from the norm, though - however, being convinced that he's going to grow up into being The Man feels pretty damn good.]

[He glances around to see who else is in the buffet, just to see if he's alone, if others changed back too that he could tease - and sees Lauren. Shrugs. However, he does not recognise Lauren, therefore, as he fetches himself something to eat, he leans to the side awkwardly, trying to get a good look at her.]

[That's right. Chase has eyes - so sue him. Can't knock a guy for lookin'.]

[capn_firehazard]

[Oh hey, you know who else has eyes?

You guessed it.

And after years of being stared at when people thought she wasn't looking, she's developed a wonderful little sixth sense. It's like this 'ping' goes off and she knows.

Oh. She knows.

Her dark eyes flick up and her lips pull in a frown at who she sees.

Oh great.

She sighs out of her nose and just decides not to call attention to herself. She's in long sleeves, so he couldn't catch her because of her tattoos. The streak of red may be a give away.

For someone not Chase Stein.

Just leave the fat chick alone, man. Get your food and leave her to her's.]

[talkback_stein]

[Though, Chase has a peskly little habit of doing exactly the opposite of what you want him to, whether knowingly so or not. Therefore, whilst Lauren wishes Chase away, Chase just settles right across from her and gives a little wave before digging in.]

Hey.

[He thinks that she looks about his age, in any case. Maybe they can hang out or something!]

[capn_firehazard]

[...no way he knows.

He couldn't know. Impossible.]

Hey...

[She watches him with a perplexed look, absently spooning the side of the bowl for the chocolate residue.]

[haet_yabbers]

[Chunky girls in buffets? Sounds like an epidemic, because here's another one, though 'girl' is hardly the right word, and 'chunky' is a severe understatement.]

[capn_firehazard]

[Holy god do not want.]