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       Dining Area
   DIR By: EloquentMisprints
       Date: November 24, 2013, 6:14 pm
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       #Post#: 411--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Dining Area
   DIR By: GGJ5
       Date: December 14, 2013, 12:35 am
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       Erin Spenser
       After waiting in line forever, Erin still had trouble deciding
       on what she wanted on her sandwich when it was her turn to
       order. Through too much hem-hawing around, she finally decided
       on an overly messy but delicious meatball sub. Marinara sauce
       was God's gift to beef. And she hadn't eaten anything since
       breakfast, since lunch got all screwed up. (She'd had to go to a
       required extra-study session and didn't get a chance to grab a
       lunch.... which sucked.) So by the time the sub was in her
       hands, Erin was starving. On the plus side, that would make it
       taste all the better.
       With one hand, Erin held the sandwich, and with the other, she
       scrolled through Youtube. She had the volume up, forgetting that
       her earbuds weren't plugged in, but just sitting uselessly in
       her ears, as she watched music videos. It was so interesting to
       her, the way you could interpret a song in so many different
       ways visually. Sometimes videos made no sense and didn't seem to
       relate to their songs at all, and other times they were so
       serious and real that they ripped your heart out and stomped on
       it. And some were exciting adrenaline rushes, showcasing the
       live skills of the band, and there was everything in between.
       Erin wondered if she could get into directing, too, or if
       directing her own band's videos was doable. She also wondered
       why she'd ordered banana peppers on a meatball sub, but she ate
       it anyway.
       #Post#: 415--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Dining Area
   DIR By: EloquentMisprints
       Date: December 14, 2013, 12:54 am
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       Corzen Foster-White
       Sketchbook in hand, Corzen entered the sub shop and moved to
       stand in the back of the line. The shop always seemed to be
       extremely busy, which wasn't overly surprising, but sometimes
       the wait grated on his nerves a bit. Today, how every, he
       welcomed the line and curled his shoulders forward, hunching
       over his sketch book and adding onto one of his drawings. He was
       so caught up in his work that he didn't realize it was his turn
       until someone knocked their shoe against his impatiently.
       "Oh! Sorry," he mumbled, moving forward and rambling off his
       order. He always got the same thing, a tuna sub and a bottle of
       water, he was pretty sure someone knew that because his food was
       ready only a minute or so after ordering. Smiling politely, he
       handed a few dollars over to the cashier and turned to find a
       place to sit. He frowned a bit as he saw that all of the tables
       were taken. He noticed a familiar looking brunette, headphones
       plugged into her ears... but not her phone, which made him smile
       softly.
       "Erm... excuse me, Miss... Miss...," he frowned as he tried to
       recall her name, "Erin! Miss Erin. Would you mind terribly if I
       sat with you? I could go eat outside."
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       Re: Dining Area
   DIR By: GGJ5
       Date: December 14, 2013, 1:15 am
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       Erin Spenser
       The last chords of "Help Is on the Way" faded out as Erin took
       another bite of her sandwich. Just as she clicked play on the
       next video, a voice broke in, pulling her attention away.
       "Erm... excuse me, Miss... Miss... Erin! Miss Erin. Would you
       mind terribly if I sat with you? I could go eat outside."
       Erin looked up, her mouth still full, and saw it was that Corzen
       guy, who reminded her of a puppy that could recite poetry. Like
       that little Wishbone dog. Aw, he was a cute dog.... I wonder
       what happened to him? She took out one of her earbuds to hear
       him better, and then realized that she hadn't had her earbuds
       plugged in the entire time. Glancing down at the dangling cord,
       Erin mumbled, "Oops."
       She plugged it in, and looked back at Corzen, trying to hurry up
       with the bite of food in her mouth so she could talk to him.
       Taking a sip of her root beer, Erin finally nodded, her mouth
       free for words to come. "Yeah, no, it's fine here!" She glanced
       outside at the overcast sky and wrinkled her nose. "You don't
       wanna sit outside. It's gross today." She patted the empty space
       of the table across from her. "Here! It's just for you!"
       #Post#: 420--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Dining Area
   DIR By: EloquentMisprints
       Date: December 14, 2013, 1:25 am
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       Corzen Foster-White
       "Erm... excuse me, Miss... Miss... Erin! Miss Erin. Would you
       mind terribly if I sat with you? I could go eat outside." Erin
       looked up, her eyes distracted for a second just before she
       noticed her ear buds weren't plugged in. Corzen chuckled a bit,
       his smile widening ever so slightly.
       "Yeah, no, it's fine here!" She wrinkled her nose cutely before
       finishing her statement, "You don't wanna sit outside. It's
       gross today." He bit his lip and glanced outside. It was rather
       gross and he really didn't want to sit outside, but he also
       didn't want to impose.
       "Are you positive? I really don't wish to bother you, if you
       prefer to not have company right now." he said, twisting his
       lips, "I can't sat that I mind the... rain, all that much." He
       chuckled nervously and scratched the back of his neck as it
       began to rain harder.
       Erin patted the seat across from her, "Here! It's just for you!"
       He sighed with relieve and slid in across from her, setting his
       sketchbook down next to him on the seat.
       "Thank you very much, Miss Erin. I much prefer your company to
       sit alone in the rain." He murmured, unwrapping his sandwich and
       pausing for a moment before taking a bite. He nodded toward her
       phone, "What are you listening to? Erm... if you don't mind me
       asking."
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       Re: Dining Area
   DIR By: GGJ5
       Date: December 14, 2013, 2:21 am
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       Erin Spenser
       "You don't wanna sit outside," Erin insisted, glancing behind
       her out the window. "It's gross today."
       "Are you positive? I really don't wish to bother you, if you
       prefer to not have company right now."  Corzen seemed to think
       pinking out a seat was super important or something. She smiled,
       shaking her head. "Dude, no, it's fine."
       "I can't sat that I mind the... rain, all that much."
       "Yeah, but I mind the rain, so..." Erin patted the seat across
       from her. "Here! It's just for you!"
       Finally, Corzen seemed convinced she meant it. Which was funny
       to think about, really. Like, did he really feel like he needed
       to be convinced? Who would offer a seat if they didn't actually
       want to offer it? That was just pointless.
       "Thank you very much, Miss Erin. I much prefer your company to
       sit alone in the rain."
       "Of course! The rain makes bread soggy, and soggy sandwiches are
       like the devil." She nodded seriously. "And then your phone gets
       all wet, and then everything just sucks after that."
       "What are you listening to? Erm... if you don't mind me asking."
       Erin looked at her phone, and then turned it so that Corzen
       could see. "Well, first it was this Rise Against song that, of
       course, has to have a real thingy-type video to go with it,
       because that's how they roll, and it's awesome, but I can't get
       my heart ripped out by an entire album, you know?" She laughed,
       as if it was a widely-known fact. "But just now it was the Black
       Keys. I'm looking at their different kinds of music videos, you
       know, for science!" She gave another laugh, putting the phone
       down on the table in case he wanted to see what she was
       watching. With both hands, Erin took another bite, enjoying the
       deliciousness, despite the weird tang of banana pepper on it.
       "Remind me not to mix banana peppers with marinara again," she
       said, words muffled. "It's a weird combination."
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       Re: Dining Area
   DIR By: EloquentMisprints
       Date: December 14, 2013, 2:54 am
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       Corzen Foster-White
       "Thank you very much, Miss Erin. I much prefer your company to
       sit alone in the rain." He said, stopping for a moment to take a
       bite of his sandwich.
       "Of course! The rain makes bread soggy, and soggy sandwiches are
       like the devil." She looked so serious that he couldn't help but
       chuckle openly, lifting one hand to his mouth.
       "They are pretty awful," he agreed, wrinkling his nose a bit.
       "And then your phone gets all wet, and then everything just
       sucks after that." He could only smile and shake his head at
       her, before gesturing to her phone.
       "What are you listening to? Erm... if you don't mind me asking."
       "Well, first it was this Rise Against song that, of course, has
       to have a real thingy-type video to go with it, because that's
       how they roll, and it's awesome, but I can't get my heart ripped
       out by an entire album, you know?" She laughed and he couldn't
       help but laugh with her. "But just now it was the Black Keys.
       I'm looking at their different kinds of music videos, you know,
       for science!"
       "You are very passionate about music, aren't you, Miss Erin?" He
       asked, meeting her eyes. "Your eyes light up when you discuss it
       and... even though I have no idea who these people are, you make
       me what to hear more, know more."
       She took a bite of her sandwich and make the slightest of
       disgusted faces, "Remind me not to mix banana peppers with
       marinara again. It's a weird combination." He chuckled again and
       reached over, picking up a pepper that had fallen out of her
       sandwich and popping it in his mouth without thinking. He
       cringed a bit, making a face as if he'd eaten something sour,
       before taking a long sip of his water.
       "That is quite an odd combination, isn't it?"
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       Re: Dining Area
   DIR By: GGJ5
       Date: December 14, 2013, 11:41 am
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       Erin Spenser
       "Of course! The rain makes bread soggy, and soggy sandwiches are
       like the devil." She nodded seriously, somehow managing to make
       Corzen laugh. She didn't know what she'd done so funny, but it
       didn't really matter anyway.
       "They are pretty awful," Corzen agreed as Erin continued, glad
       to have engagement now.
       "And then your phone gets all wet, and then everything just
       sucks after that."
       "What are you listening to? Erm... if you don't mind me asking."
       "Well, first it was this Rise Against song that, of course, has
       to have a real thinky-type video to go with it, because that's
       how they roll, and it's awesome, but I can't get my heart ripped
       out by an entire album, you know?" She laughed and he did, too.
       "But just now it was the Black Keys. I'm looking at their
       different kinds of music videos, you know, for science!"
       "You are very passionate about music, aren't you, Miss Erin?"
       His words made her grin as he continued, "Your eyes light up
       when you discuss it and... even though I have no idea who these
       people are, you make me what to hear more, know more."
       "Mm! Oh! Okay, look here!" she said, her volume increasing
       alongside her excitement. "I was watching the video for 'Little
       Black Submarines' from The Black Keys, and I think you might
       like it!" Really, she didn't have any idea what he liked, but
       the lyrics were interesting, and there was that complete shift
       at 1:00, and they had a Zepplin sound to them, and everyone
       could appreciate some Led Zepplin-esque stuff, right? She turned
       her phone around so he could see it and pressed play on the
       screen.
       Another bite of the sandwich reminded Erin of her culinary
       mistake. "Remind me not to mix banana peppers with marinara
       again. It's a weird combination."
       Giving a laugh, Corzen reached out to test her words by stealing
       an escaped pepper. He liked it less than she did, apparently,
       announcing, "That is quite an odd combination, isn't it?"
       "Hey! Pepper thief!" Erin pointed at him in feigned accusation.
       "When you steal a piece of a sandwich, you owe that person a
       cookie. It's totally law and everything! I'll be waiting on my
       cookie. I like chewy chocolate-chocolate chip the best." Her
       feet swung incessantly under the table as Erin took a long drink
       of her coke. She kept her eyes on Corzen, curious to know if
       he'd play along or thing she was funny, or if he'd be one of the
       people who sucked the fun out of everything.
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       Re: Dining Area
   DIR By: EloquentMisprints
       Date: December 14, 2013, 4:06 pm
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       Corzen Foster-White
       "You are very passionate about music, aren't you, Miss Erin?
       Your eyes light up when you discuss it and... even though I have
       no idea who these people are, you make me what to hear more,
       know more." He watched her closely, a faint smile playing on his
       lips.
       "Mm! Oh! Okay, look here!" His smile turned into a full out grin
       as she spoke excitedly, "I was watching the video for 'Little
       Black Submarines' from The Black Keys, and I think you might
       like it!" She showed him the screen and he watched dutifully,
       cocking his head to the side just a bit. It wasn't exactly what
       he usually listened to, but he had to admit that it was pretty
       good. After a moment, he flicked his gaze up to watch Erin as
       she focused on the screen. The look she wore was one that he was
       all too familiar with, it was nearly identical to the fire that
       flickered behind his mother's eyes when she was captivated by a
       book; this thought made something warm spread across the pit of
       his stomach.
       "Remind me not to mix banana peppers with marinara again. It's a
       weird combination." The change in topic derailed his train of
       thought and he shook his head a bit, reaching over to pluck a
       fallen pepper from her plate and pop it in his mouth.
       "That is quite an odd combination, isn't it?" he replied,
       pulling a face and taking a gulp of his water.
       "Hey! Pepper thief!" Erin accused, pointing at him. "When you
       steal a piece of a sandwich, you owe that person a cookie. It's
       totally law and everything! I'll be waiting on my cookie. I like
       chewy chocolate-chocolate chip the best." He felt her gaze on
       him, making his skin prickle and his face burn as he stood up,
       bowing playfully.
       "As you wish, Miss Erin." he nodded at her a bit and moved to
       the counter, ordering three cookies for her, before returning to
       the table and placing the cookies in front of her. "I hope that
       these will pardon my offense. And any future crimes I may
       commit." He winked at her and returned to his meal.
       
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       Re: Dining Area
   DIR By: GGJ5
       Date: December 19, 2013, 7:56 pm
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       Erin Spenser
       After she'd commented on the weird combo she'd picked for her
       sandwich, apparently Corzen needed to try it for himself. He
       plucked up one of her fallen peppers and gave it a try. And he
       agreed with her-- it wasn't so great.
       "Hey! Pepper thief!" Erin cried, grinning. "When you steal a
       piece of a sandwich, you owe that person a cookie. It's totally
       law and everything! I'll be waiting on my cookie. I like chewy
       chocolate-chocolate chip the best."
       To Erin's surprise, Corzen played along. A lot. He got up, gave
       a bow, and said, "As you wish, Miss Erin." He went over to the
       counter and actually ordered cookies. Erin's eyes grew wide as
       she watched him walk back to the table they were sharing. A
       little squeal of joy escaped her as Corzen sat back down. "I
       hope that these will pardon my offense. And any future crimes I
       may commit." He winked at her and returned to his meal.
       "I can't believe you actually got me cookies!" Erin managed to
       get out before spilling into giggles. Taking them out of the
       paper, Erin handed one of the cookies to him. "For you!" She
       gave it to him, kicking her feet below the table in glee over
       cookies. "I said I get a cookie from you, but you get the other
       one for actually doing it and being awesome!"
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