[center][url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/62417/posts/ooc?page=3#post-1941205]Zoey “Snow” Rune[/url][/center]
The aroma of fresh food made Snow salivate slightly and she could not tear eyes away from the solo food truck. People were beginning to show up to board the transportation and Snow bit the bottom of her lower lip giving in just as the bus came to a halt. A grumpy looking older gentleman opened the door waiting for the platinum blond to ascend steps but she leaned against the doorway innocently. “Hello Sir.” She managed the sweetest tone of voice that he could have possibly heard in ages. “I need to grab some food for my family but I need to get home as soon as possible.” He seemed to be listening, keenly scanning the timid woman, and began scratching his bearded chin in interest. 

“I know you’re busy and have a tight schedule. How rude of me to ask a favor of a stranger…but I have hope that you can help me…A nice man like yourself.” Deep brown eyes adverted as she began fidgeting with the tips of short fingernails. 

“Go on. Five minutes.” He grumbled while reaching into his pocket to pull out a pack of lucky strikes. “I need a smoke break anyway.” Snow lit up and bowed before rushing to the opposite side of the street to purchase cheese steaks for all the pack to munch on. None of these wolves were vegetarian after all, how silly that would be otherwise. 

After paying a ridiculously outrageous price for bulk sandwiches…though she negotiated a significantly lower price than posted, feet sprinted back to the bus where the driver let the broad pass. She handed him a cheese steak and a glimmer of a smile appeared before vanishing just as quickly. Snow could not help but smirk, lucky she had sway in ways other than combat. Taking a seat near the front the ride home would be non-entertaining but many were visibly tempted by the delectable scent of melted cheese lingering through the small space. 
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Snow strolled into an almost dead quiet building that smelled aromatically pleasing but when the newly bought sustenance entered it began mixing into a completely different perfume. She could not decide if it was disgusting or heavenly. “Rise and shine.” She yelled after a nimble foot closed the door behind her. 

“Food has arrived. More for me if you don’t want any though. Either way I am content.” Lean shoulders shrugged while making way into the downright homely kitchen as hands clutched plastic bags with food. Clear containers holding delicious thinly sliced steak on long buns were set upon the counter top. Her angelic face scrunched up while picking up a couple of dirty dishes left from last night, and tossing them into the fully loaded sink. There would not be enough plates for everyone—not unless she wanted to a Stepford wife and wash them…like that would happen. Never. Hopefully some would have an appetite, things had been awfully tense around after the fire but she kept her head held high.