[b]“Sorry, we're about to get out of here. I'm too old for this whole... thing, that they've, uh... got going on, so. Um, look, did you say you hadn't eaten yet? Aren't you hungry? I made myself hungry. Do you have some way of getting food, 'cause we're gonna get food.” [/b]

She stared across the bar at Charlotte as she seemed to be asking her to go get food with her, in another awkward attempt at conversation. She looked down at her phone as if wanting it to confirm what the girl had said. Maybe she hadn't been asking her to grab a bite with her and her friend, after all. Ashley was not exactly the expert on understanding another person when they were half rambling, half mumbling. Honestly, she should be an expert. She did it enough herself.

"Food? Oh well, I was just going to skip today..." She let her voice trail off, not wanting to go into why she wanted to skip two very important meals of the day. It was a sore spot. She shouldn't have had three smoothies. Her mother and father were really strict when it came to appearances. Her mom always got onto her when she 'gained' weight, which was ridiculous, but it left a lasting impression on Ashley. She was 19 and lived on her own at the dorm, but she always heard the nagging voice of her mother in her head whenever she "pigged out".

"What sort of food?" She added in a quiet voice. She could not deny that she was starving. Smoothies were filling, but they did not keep her full for very long because she had a really high metabolism and in reality should be eating quite a lot. 

"No, never mind. I'm sorry for calling you and being stalker like. I saw your card. Your name's on it, so I kind of just wanted to say "hey, my name's Ashley." but um, sorry to bother you."

[i]Foood, go with them. Don't be stupid.[/i]