[b]Himura's Location: Cafeteria[/b]

He waited. It seems as though the automated ordering machine was a big chunk of mumbo jumbo. His order hadn't arrived yet. As soon as he thought of that, something occurred. Somebody over the other side of the machine-- Perhaps a cashier-- called out a set of numbers corresponded to Himura's order number. There must be another line on the other side, or so Himura thought. He took his time to read the order number again and what he was expecting to see served by the cashier. The voice of that same guy could be heard again. "Looking for that weirdo? Nah, you'd better be with me." He could've turned, but the voice of the other party made him.

"Nah. I think you're a jerk, asshole. HIMURA!" He was already facing Ashley as she ran to his side. Ashley would see his eyes close and his lips curved to witness a gentle smile, perhaps Himura saw the value in her heart that wanted to be his friend. When she finally reached him-- Those hair strands quickly fell back to her back. "Sorry I got distracted. Sorry if I'm being a nuisance, I'm just bored, you know." It eased the situation by little as she too smiled at Himura.

The other boy, roughed up and pinned to the floor, was unlikely to be finished. He stood back up holding to his stomach and rubbing it as he stood back up infuriated by Ashley's direct approach. "HEY, GIRL! You shouldn't try and seek attention to your friend after you attacked me!" In the midst of that, Himura was speaking to Ashley.

"You aren't a nuisance Ashley. If something were a nuisance, it'd be me." He turned towards the direction of the grumbling and gave them a polite gesture to indicate that she was with Himura. "Are you going to get something? My order number had just been called."