Snippet #1630583

Adrian M. Wilborn [Arkham, Massachusetts]

Adrian winced as he walked out of the Miskatonic Admissions Office. Unbeknownst to him there had been a Ancient History lecture earlier that day, and, of course, he had missed it. Hopefully his teacher was some old fart who could barely remember to put in his dentures every morning, let alone check lecture attendance. Would that be too much to hope for? He would keep his head down next time he went to a lecture though, he didn't want to be called out for having missed the very first lecture of the academic year...

Adrian Walked along a grass lined pat, heading towards the Student Union hoping to catch a meal, and maybe even catch up on what he had missed at the Ancient History lecture. While passing the library Adrian noticed a pair of police men donning those wonderful neon yellow vests questioning a scraggly black man in a blue jumpsuit, probably a janitor. Adrian wondered what they were doing on campus. Maybe something had happened, a murder? The thought sounded a little more excited that it should be as it flew through Adrain's head. He didn't stop to ask the cops anything though, his stomach was definitely more important than any illegal activities occurring on campus ground, for denying himself food was the greatest crime of all...

Adrian grabbed a tray, and went through the options he had to choose from.
"Well... this wasn't expected..." He thought aloud. The dished he could choose from didn't look all that bad, despite what he had heard about the cooking's unsavory taste. He grabbed a plate of pasta, and found a spot in the cafeteria to eat his meal, then dug in.