The book was seriously starting to look like one big blurr, and she was safed from having to look at it anymore by the sound of a voice. Looking up she saw it was another teenager. She couldn't have been much older than herself. "Hey," she greeted the other girl with a less than enthusiastic wave, due to the sheer exaustion of this language, not anything else. "Currently?" she sighed. "Banging my head against a language that should have died but apparantly has come back to haunt me," she tried to laugh and seeing the pizza realized that she herself was still hungry.
She dug into her own box and pulled out a slice of mushroom. It wasn't exactly healthy but she was hungry! And it was fast.