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[color=8dc73f][b]☆ Location:[/b][/color] Marchand School - Dining Room.
[color=8dc73f][b]☆ Interactions[/b][/color] - Canvas Ahktar-Sterling - [@LorelleQuips][hr]

After bouncing by the common room to scope out the territory for a bit, he had eventually made his way to the dining room to get something to eat. 

In line, he found his mind wandering off because it was easy to start thinking of other things while waiting for his chance to approach the food. He didn't get breakfast every morning, didn't really think of it but it was best to have a full stomach after a nightmare. Having grown up in the south had made him a strong believer in comfort food, and [i]Goddamn, he needed some comfort.[/i] He hoped that they had some coffee at the food line, he loved to drown his sorrows in caffeine and a full platter of food. 

He was marking up a food game plan by the time a familiar shape cut into the line next to him. Average height, not too tall or too short and olive-toned, Canvas was naturally handsome and he had a likeable smile to boot. His roommate was nice, for the most part, they got along in almost every aspect and it had helped immensely that Canvas wasn't very fond of corporeal necromancy. He was chill, which Nolan hadn't expected of another necromancer because he hadn't ever had the pleasure of hanging around one much.

It was good to have been placed with a necromancer who expected almost [i]nothing[/i] of him. They were companionable, they didn't need to talk twenty four seven to know that they were friends and it made it easy to be around Canvas. He listened as the boy addressed him, finding that an easy grin had appeared upon his face. "[color=8dc73f]As for free day plans, so far all I've been [i]planning[/i] to do is not to starve,[/color]" he drawled, stepping forward as the line moved and grabbing a tray. "[color=8dc73f]The rest is up for speculation.[/color]"

As he started to pile his tray up with things that he probably wouldn't finish eating, he was talking jovially. "[color=8dc73f]Pretty sure that a proper pool party would earn us detention, yes,[/color]" though, with a hint of amusement. "[color=8dc73f]But what's life without a little risk?[/color]"

He waited for Canvas to get together his own tray of food before choosing a table for them to sit at, he liked to have company and it was just what he needed to shake the bad dream that he'd had. He carefully used his fork to saw off a bit of waffle and stuff it into his mouth. "[color=8dc73f]So, uh, in light of asking semi-normal teenager stuff, how are your levitation classes going?[/color]"

It was the only class that they didn't share, after all.[/center]