Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-27137333-20160505050806/@comment-24416658-20160607051801

Tanner nodded to Viorel, standing up to go get his own food. Walking to the table, he could hear his boots clip-clopping like a horse, as the hall wasn't as loud as before. Looking around, he saw the people leaving and coming in, thought the former was more common. He walked to the food line.

Thankfully, there was nobody in front of him. Tanner grabbed a tray and two plates. Then he set to work. Piles of food crowded his tray, as he added as much as he could. Other students looked on in shock. One gagged. Tanner didn't care, as he sat back down in front of Viorel, still not speaking on purpose, and started to chow down.