Snippet #2348507

"I'm sure it's five-star quality." Luke says,over hearing the nurse tell a girl what was on the menu, and chuckling to himself. He gets up, heading to get his food. The dining area had filled out, the residents socializing. Luke smiles, really looking forward to talking with the others. It was pretty isolated here, and no matter how much they complained, everyone needed to have some form of interaction. No need to actually go insane here. As Luke got his pancakes and other foods, the subject of his own status popped into his mind. He wasn't insane, was he? He had burned that piece of paper back home like a child burned bugs with a magnifying glass. He smelled it burn. Felt the paper. Alas, these subjects never came up with a valid answer, so like always, Luke pushes them into the back of his mind.

After taking a seat, Luke takes a moment to scope out the room. The kids had begun to talk to each other, and Luke decides he better get with it. He'd have enough time to talk to Annaleah after breakfast, so he wanted to talk to someone new. However, that feeling you get when you have no idea who to sit with at lunch sets in. What if they just ignored him? Luke looks around some more, seeing the girl who he believed to be Mariah sitting at the table, not talking to anyone. Most likely because she didn't want to. She had acknowledged him and Jez when she entered, though...

Deciding to take a chance, Luke sits near Mariah, but not too close to her. Just enough to be able to talk without shouting. Then he realizes that it was her that asked about the food, and smiles as he gets his ice breaker ready. "So, on a scale of one to ten, how good is the sludge?" Luke asks, then realizes how horrible that really was. Oh well, first impressions never usually went well. Hopefully Mariah would stick around for a few more seconds. Hopefully.