Cafeteria

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You depart the office and head to the cafeteria. The clambering sounds of the students and the smell of fried eggs guides you almost as easily as your memory. You gather a tray and go through the line. The options are meager as the always are. You don't complain as it is all you have ever known. Eggs, ham, rice, curry and milk. Today is different how ever as the Cafeteria lady gave you much more than normal, "Trust me. You are going to need your strength, Tribute."

You never really noticed her before as she wore as she always wear a beige shirt and skirt with a tan apron. Her hair color is hard to make out because of her hair net and surgical mask. "Thank you." You tell her as you gather the plate she extended to you. You shuffled to the long table for your class the the crowd of students. You looked over the room and noted the other 11 tables were almost completely full except your table.

You looked up at the clock and observed you only had 20 minutes to eat your meal. You made quick work of the large meal. Putting you plate and tray with the others as you left. You had 15 more minutes before you needed to see Mrs. Jones.

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Notes:

• Fill-up! Seriously it will be your last mortal meal. Good Luck

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