Save Me || Orphanage Roleplay || Semi-Lit || Accepting!

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Ginger was still celebrating about being bumped up into the kid's room. She had been in the babies room ever since she was, well, a baby. She smiled widely as she got up to go into the dining room. She saw the oatmeal and started to pick at it with her spoon. She shook her head a bit.

Evan always hung out in the babies room, holding the babies, trying to make them feel more safe and secure. He knew that the staff members didn't take much care of the babies, and he liked to make sure that they were all okay. He gently put the little baby girl he had been holding back in the crib, grabbed his skateboard, and went into the dining room.

Elijah had been in the dining room for quite some time, just having his head on the table before actually getting some food. He didn't touch it, because he knew it wouldn't fill his giant appetite that was for four people and plus it was disgusting food, and he didn't really enjoy gross food.

Destiny had been up for a while, and now she just walked into the dining room, where she noticed several other people. She was wearing her gray beanie, and her red hair was braided and thumped against her back. She sat down and looked at the oatmeal mush, staring at it for a while. "I swear, this place needs better food."

((Anyone is welcome to interact with anyone of them.))

[khaleesi,]

"It needs better everything." Chachi added stirring the mush. She sipped her moll the spit it out. "This milk is sour!" The girl said slamming her cup on the table. She shoved a spoonful of mush then spit that back out. "That's not oatmeal!"

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Destiny smiled a little at the older girl, "Yeah, it does, but mainly food. I feel like I'm in prison with the food they serve here." She said, taking a small bite of her mush, then another small one. It was disgusting, but she needed to get meat on her bones.

[toast-]

Piper eventually made her way out of the room and into the dining room area. Her hair was a mess, she had t cared to do anything with it when she woke up, so she just left it. She was wearing dark grey sweat pants that had 'peace' written out on the butt part. Her shirt was an old sweatshirt. "Let me guess the food is disgusting?" she grimaced, in her ornery mood.

Sammi sighed and decided to go and get a small serving of food. The girl had her bright red hair tucked into a side-fish-tail braid to keep it out of her face. She was wearing sweat pants with a star wars T-shirt she had grabbed from her brothers room at her house before she was orphaned.

[khaleesi,]

"I have decided to never eat again. If thats what it takes to never eat this crap again, then so be it." Chachi said pushing her food away.

(Wb and I am very tired.)

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"Personally, I don't think it's that bad. Not compared to some foods." Evan replied, after he had glanced around and figured no one else was going to answer her. He had already ate most of it, "We should all feel lucky for this mush," he said a bit sarcastically.

Destiny smiled a little at the older girl, "Well I have to eat to get some meat on my bones, so I guess I have no choice." She said, taking another tiny bite before taking a drink of the milk. She wrinkled her nose up, "Okay, no milk." She said to herself.

[khaleesi,]

"I personally don't like food poisoning." Chachi added. This food wasn't food....

(No! My creativeness just ran away!)

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Destiny shrugged a bit, "Well I hear the staff keep the good food on their rooms, maybe you should check in there for something." She said, taking another small bite of the food. It was probably just expired oatmeal or something.

[toast-]

"I can't believe you guys this menace called oatmeal" Piper said, being more dramatic than needed. "And Evan, how long have been here?" she asked in a sickly sweet tone. She shoved her hands into the pockets of her sweatshirt, awaiting his answer.

Fish had gotten her food, and sat cross legged in a corner with it in her lap. She shoved spoonfuls of it into her mouth, swallowing before she could taste how disgusting it was. She refrained from drinking the milk, having puked up the milk they served before. It was just that nasty.

(If I poof, it's because I fell asleep)

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Evan finished his oatmeal, but he didn't touch the milk. He had learned to drink from the faucet in either the bathroom or kitchen, depending which one was being watched. "Here? At this orphanage? About a month, I think."