Hey is that guy stealing snacks?

"Hey is that guy stealing snacks?!" Shouts out Christina, pointing to the guy in the black hoodie grabbing food and stuffing them into his backpack. He's emptied several plates of what look like power bars already, and is now on to some energy drinks. He looks up in a panic, his curly unkempt blonde hair almost covering his eyes.

"Woah looks like it's the fun police!" He sneers at Christina and turns around, walking away from the mixer with only a few people seeming to pay much of any attention to his escapade.

"Where is the TA?" says Christina, looking around for some authority figure to report this incident to. "I can't believe that, those snacks were for the mixer, not for him to hoard."

"Whatever, it looks like there's plenty leftover." Jillian gestures to the table, which has a mixture of power bars, energy drinks, and candy like lollypops and jawbreakers. "Want anything?"

"Just an energy drink," says Christina. "I can't load up on my freshman fifteen." The comment hits Jillian just as she is about to reach for one of the lollypops. After a pause, Jillian's hand moves away from the candy and just grabs two energy drinks, one for each roommate.

"Oh, yeah, um, totally! Got to watch our figure." Jillian's eyes seem a little sad, her body language shifting awkwardly. Christina wonders just how much of that body is boob and ass, and feels a little bit that she may have body shamed her new roommate.

"Let's go make some friends!" Christina offers up as a distraction from the uncomfortable topic.