Ozara stopped abruptly, looking back at Cole with a highly raised brow. "Killjoy." She muttered and let herself out, looking back at him to assure he would follow. Sure she'd have to spit it out. But that piece of gum was taken from someone else here anyways. So at least she won't feel that it was a waste. Hey; they don't miss it. Ozara felt like stopping to wonder what happened back there. How a minute ago she was a wreck, and now just the slightly shaky, near to completely recovered laughter again so quickly. As she reluctantly admitted earlier, Ozara was thankful for Cole. And unlike she thought she would, she didn't regret meeting him.
After a good walk from Andrew's dorm, he entered the cafeteria and looked toward the food line with ravenous eyes toward the tray of fries he saw waiting there to be eaten by, hopefully, him. "Excellent." He smiled devilishly, waltzing over to the line which consisted of about.. No other kids. After receiving his food, he looked to Andrew with a confused face, unsure where her brother was; which he still felt awkward about, considering he'd be sitting with a possible stranger or enemy. He thought that despite her reassurance. You can never be too careful, eh?
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"Life handed me lemons. I made lemonade. Now what? Drink it? What if I hate lemonade?"
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