When Eggsy had ordered dinner, he hadn't been aware of how much food would be brought. He in no way had enough money to pay for everything that showed up with the deeply apathetic deliver guy
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Jasper's room wasn't on his floor but he couldn't not stop when he saw the sheer amount of hamburgers that seemed to be surrounding someone new.
"You hungry?" he asked, fairly sure that wasn't exactly the case. He'd ordered food enough times to know sometimes this place just gave you about eighty tons more than you needed.
"Yeah, you're gonna have to if you're gonna eat all this," Jasper said, wandering into the common room. "And then probably spend your night in the bathroom."
Unless Eggsy had a cast iron stomach or something.
Okay, well, day one of classes was a done deal and Eric had managed to survive without spontaneously combusting or anything. Which was a feat given that his only class of the day was Sex Ed, and he was a delicate Southern flower.
"Eggsy, hey!" he greeted. "Are you planning to eat all those yourself?"
"I dunno, I've seen how some students here eat," Kathy said with a laugh. "Including me. So I couldn't really judge if you did."
The number of people around here with some kind of fancy biology meant that for all Kathy knew, these bags could be someone's idea of a quick after-dinner snack.
"Do you mind if I grab a few then?" she asked. "I'm Kathy, by the way. I usually live up on the fifth floor, but I was lured here by the siren song of hot food I didn't have to cook myself."
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"You hungry?" he asked, fairly sure that wasn't exactly the case. He'd ordered food enough times to know sometimes this place just gave you about eighty tons more than you needed.
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Unless Eggsy had a cast iron stomach or something.
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"I'll pass on that part," Eggsy replied, making a face. "They just left the extra. Told 'em I ain't payin' for it, but they left 'em anyway."
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"Eggsy, hey!" he greeted. "Are you planning to eat all those yourself?"
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"Nah, have some." MAYBE GROW A LITTLE.
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"That's very generous of you," acknowledged the boy who had literally baked brownies just yesterday for the express purpose of sharing them.
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One benefit of living on the fifth floor: you always got to pass other people's common rooms and see what was available.
"Someone get delivery?" she asked, seeing the bags of burgers. She looked around to see who they belonged to. "Are these for sharing?"
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The number of people around here with some kind of fancy biology meant that for all Kathy knew, these bags could be someone's idea of a quick after-dinner snack.
"Do you mind if I grab a few then?" she asked. "I'm Kathy, by the way. I usually live up on the fifth floor, but I was lured here by the siren song of hot food I didn't have to cook myself."
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