Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-11591668-20131027074949/@comment-933831-20131027194349

Hoisting the last box into her room, a nearly comically sized box filled with audio equipment, Alyysa closed her door and stretched her arms. "Aweeeesome~ I like my spare~ I like my spare~ Because I can munch~ And just not Caaaaaaare~!" She rotated her shoulders, and started towards the cafeteria, in a practiced speed run, almost entirely unfitting of the situation.

As she burst into the cafeteria, she stopped, but her feet slid an extra six or seven feet before she came to a halt. "What's the meat... What's the meat... BEEF. Good nuff." She ran to get into line, energetically bouncing on her heels.