[center][b]Mika Smyth[/center][/b]

Finally! The boy moved and thus, Mika was able to get her share of food. Looking at it, she wasn't really eager for it. Not that she could or was picky, but it reminded her of the food of the orphanage. Something that caused her to think to the place she wanted to avoid. With her plate filled with some food, Mika sighed. She could now find a place where she could sit down and relax a bit. Though she wasn't sure if she could really relax. With so many people, she couldn't find a place where she could sit down and enjoy the food. It caused her to almost look a bit sour, wanting a place of her own to eat. 

With almost no free table, Mika sighed again. Just her luck. No place to sit down and enjoy some peace and calm. If she could find one of those two girls from earlier, maybe she could try to start bonding. That could be useful for later. And to prevent some stranger to sit next to and requiring her to be nice. With the prospect that it could either be in vain, not seeing the person that much, or result in backfire, if she would be more rude with a stranger. Such a problem. Such a drag and pain. Walking to a place, Mika felt something. She had a bad feeling somehow. Looking at the food, she though about it. Probably the food, yes. Probably just the food...