Dinner .

[you are too damn impatient, woman.]

Olivia stared at the soup, trying to guess what kind it was. It looked like pea soup, but the smell said chicken broth.

"So, I know it's a little weird, but I don't think I've introduced myself. Serenity Rosensteel. Nice to meet you."

[...... Can we wait until the weekend's over?]

"Maybe we should lure Kels over here, she looks lonely."

"Nice to meet you Miss. Rosensteel. I'm Alex Hamuri."

"Kels, what kels?"

"Call me Serenity. Please. A really old boyfriend of mine used to call me that- and he was an absolute jerk. So, about your friends. I don't mean to cause offense, but are all of them straight? Because it seems to me, if they're all single... They had to have had date offers before. I'm looking for my dear friend Robin.."

[[Wait, yeah, we should finish the weekend. Obviously. XD]]


Kelsi kept eating.

"Kelsi."

"Oh - okay that's fine with me. I think the tall goofy one isn't, the rest of them are kinda jerky."

"Great. And, jerky she can do. Her last crush- and can you believe it, he's the brother of MY jerky boyfriend- was Elroy Illumination. The one with the closet, yeah. So what's your favorite season?"

"Gack. Closet. Enough said... I like winter. It's quiet, romantic, and soft on the eyes."

"Yeah! Except, I don't think it's quiet. Snowball fights, sledding. It can be quiet, though. I love snow. It reminds me of mashed potatoes."

"Hey Kelsi!" Amanda said, because the tables were close to one another. "Wanna venture over to the dark side?"

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"You like mashed potatos I'm guessing."

"Only with barbeque sauce!"

"We're not dark! We're GREEN!"

"... Come over to the side green side then."
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"Interesting combo, I've never tried it before."

"Thank you." Olivia continued to stare at the soup.

Kelsi nodded. "Sure. They better have the same food there, though." Kelsi said with a grin, and followed Amanda to the house table. "Hey Olivia!"

Amanda pushed the friend of the fourth year over again, making room for Kelsi.

"I don't eat anything without barbeque sauce anyways."

"Hi, Kels," said Olivia in a monotone.

"... If there is mold on Slyutherin food, it has house pride, right?"


"Heh... so how do you eat barbeque sauce itself?"

"Sure does."

Amanda pointed at a piece of toast. "Pride!"

"... Eww."

Kelsi choked on her pumpkin juice. "Fuuuuuuuuuu!" she sprayed some all over her plate, coughing and choking. Some came out of her nose, too. "Amanda!"