December 7th, 1952

[df_citizen]

*Even though the snow's piling higher and higher outside, the Cafeteria's still open for people who need food. It seems like Borris is on staff today, because among the stale breads and questionable meat products is the wonderful, beautiful aroma of SOUP. Good soup. Good, hearty soup that will fill a body up and keep them warm.Thank the Gate for

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[greasemunkygal]

[And that smell brings Mikaela trudging through that miserable snow into the cafeteria. She wants some soup!]

[df_citizen]

*Frowns. Great. People are showing up.*

Get in line!

[greasemunkygal]

. . .

Right.

[She obeys, and heas to the...er, line. That there seems to be...no one in.]

[df_citizen]

*Borris seems satisfied with this and continues to do whatever he's doing for another 5 minutes before calling on the next person*

NEXT!