Common Room;Afternoon

[chasing_gods]

Laura had borrowed a book from her roommate; borrow being a relative term since she had no intention of returning it and it would likely wind up in a donation bin somewhere.  She had also found herself a white carton of leftover Chinese food in the fridge that made for decent lunch, which would was much more likely to disappear without comment as

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[weetinyreese]

"What's that smell?" Kyle asked from the doorway. He hadn't intended on stopping in, but when his mouth was watering, he tended to follow its lead. "It's good."

[chasing_gods]

"It's okay," said Laura, not bothering to lift her eyes from the book or from the carton of food. "Salty." Her nose wrinkled, just slightly, to show her distaste, though she took another bite. She then frowned at the remaining chow mein and looked up at the boy.

She held the carton out. "You can have it if you like; I'm finished."

[weetinyreese]

Kyle very rarely turned down offered food. He walked over and accepted the offered carton. "Thanks," he said, jiggling the carton to loosen the contents. He tilted his head back and slid some of the chow mein into his mouth. Utensils? Who needed utensils? "Really salty," he agreed around the mouthful of food. "Who are you?" And manners? Who needed manners?

[chasing_gods]

She watched him with a slightly tilted head, eyes faintly wide, as if she had never seen someone eat their food like that. Truth was, she hadn't, and it fasinated her that someone would. It disappointed her that she hadn't thought of it herself.

"Laura Chase," she said, not even noticing the lack of manners and turning the same question, the same tone, but perhaps with a slight bit of accussation, back at him. "Who are you?"