Thread: Open Who: Savannah McCoy & Open (to one, to many) When: January 22. Afternoon. Where: Zener; Cafeteria. What: Eating.
Abilities training class was over and instead of leaving like she ought to have Savvy made her way to the cafeteria. She loaded up a tray of pizza, PB&J, jello, pudding, bread, and two slices of pie. The pie went into green tupperware she had in her beat up messenger bag which was slammed down on a table. It made a jingling noise of a can with some change in it and odds and ends she picked up here and there. She was wearing a pair of jeans she'd been wearing for three days straight, a black tank top with a red and green flannel long sleeve over top and open. She had over a dozen of the jellied bracelets on one wrist and an American flag necklace as well as bright red lipstick and blue converse shoes. Both of which had holes. She looked like she usually did. Long hair cascading around her as she sat down and started eating like she hadn't in a week. Spoonfuls of this and that, bites here and there, not caring if one thing didn't go with the next.