[right][sub]A Collaboration Featuring: [@Bee] and [@Universorum][/sub][/right]
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[sub]Featuring: [color=a187be]Ariana Song[/color] and [color=7fc19e]Kit Thomas[/color][/sub][/center]
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[indent]Lunch time was, arguably, the most important time of any student’s day. That was doubled on this, the holiest of days: [i]Pizza day.[/i] There was something about school lunchroom pizza that made it irresistible, almost to the point of being addicting. It was heavy, thick, and full of cheese. Grease soaked through the napkin underneath it, damn near through the fucking plastic tray. If there was more than two pieces of pepperoni on your ‘za on pizza day? Go buy a lottery ticket, you aren’t gonna get much luckier than that.

Pizza day was a holy day. Pizza day, everyone was happy. Because they got to enjoy the delicious, tasty, greasy, heavy pizza. The unifier.

And Kit Thomas didn’t have enough. She couldn’t have enough, there wasn’t enough pizza in the world. Maybe it was the weed? Maybe it was the high metabolism of a young girl, most likely it was just the weed. But she’d already had three pieces, and the cafeteria lady was cutting her off at five, and she didn’t know where Min was! So she had to find someone who would give her the pizza.

Luckily for her, her search led her to someone who was equally Korean as Min-seo, and she flopped down in front of the girl who was wearing sunglasses, with a piece of so far untouched pizza on her plate. Kit slapped the table in front of her, before exclaiming. [color=7fc19e][b]“Those are some THICC sunglasses. You must be hungover. If you eat that pizza? You’ll [i]puke.[/i] I’ll eat it.”[/b][/color]

Ariana had one hell of a night last night… one that she barely remembered. Based on the way her gait was, she probably had a little extra curricular fun as well. She knew there was definitely a lot of alcohol involved as well. Hell, she was still hungover from last night, which explained the fat sunglasses she had on. She needed a place to get some time to herself, and what better place to do it than a cafeteria full of screaming kids?

Ariana’s head was pulsing. Her head really, really hurt. Didn’t help that some random freshie came out of nowhere and asked for her pizza. The poor hungover girl winced at the really loud noise outta nowhere, before pulling her sunglasses down to glare at her. [color=a187be][b]”If I give you this pizza, will you shut up and get outta my face?”[/b][/color]

Geeze, someone was in a mood. Kit decided to chalk that up to the woman across from her not having any pizza. While she didn’t follow the ‘get out of my face’ suggestion, Kit at least quieted down. How long it would last though, was anyone’s guess. Kit tossed her backpack off of her shoulder and unzipped it, pulling out two clear ziplock baggies, one containing an amalgamation of (somewhat burnt) French Fries and tater tots, and the other having some kind of seasoning stuff.

Kit took the piece of pizza she’d managed to get from the cafeteria lady, and the piece she’d taken from this strange, somewhat attractive, all the way grumpy, Korean girl and sat them side by side. Then, she set about the task of carefully arranging the fries and tots on top of the pizza, before dusting the pieces with whatever was in the second bag.

Then, with a mouthful of pizza, Kit spoke again.

[color=7fc19e][b]“You look like someone ate you and spat you out then stepped on the remains and rubbed their boot in it to smear it around on the sidewalk and then… you know what? I’ll just paraphrase. You look like a pornstar does on her twenty third birthday after filming a ‘Triple B C Bash Bukkake.’ That is to say a Birthday BBC Bash Bukkake. What I mean to say is basically you look like the patients that show up at my grandparents’ medical practice after they’re thrown from their motorcycle and their face slides across the pavement and they come in and their face is hanging off of their head because they didn’t wear a helmet because they were so badass and like they don’t have a face. So basically, in short, you look like the bug that hits someone’s windshield but it sticks there and they can’t get it off with the wipers so they hit it with the wipers again and that doesn’t work so they turn them on max, but it’s hot out so the bug dries to the windshield and…”[/b][/color]

Kit took another bite.

[color=7fc19e][b]“You look like shit.”[/b][/color]

This chick had quite the mouth on her, both food wise and speaking wise. Ariana couldn’t help but to watch the weirdo sit down and create what was… a pizza sandwich? Where’d she get all those tater tots and french fries from? Y’know what? It was better that Ariana didn’t question it. Hopefully she was tripping and still kinda drunk from earlier. There was no way one singular person could eat all that.

But she did, and she had the audacity to keep speaking afterwards. Something about bukkake and bugs. Ariana didn’t care enough to figure out what she was saying. Not like she needed to, the summary at the end was more than enough. [color=a187be][b]”Yeah… no fuckin’ kidding.”[/b][/color] Pulling off her sunglasses, the sudden influx of light caused Ariana to wince a bit before looking at the very young girl. She was most likely a freshman.

[color=a187be][b]”Listen, freshie, I don’t think you’d know what it’s like to party as hard as we did last night.”[/b][/color] Ariana snickered, before pointing a fork at the girl, [color=a187be][b]”Did you even know what was happening last night?”[/b][/color]

[color=7fc19e][b]“What are you talkin’ about? The party? I was there! I went with Ophelia and Cassie. Hey, lemme see those.”[/b][/color] Kit reached out with a greasy hand and took the large sunglasses without really asking, putting them on her face as she continued to spoke. [color=7fc19e][b]“I got really high and like a little drunk but not that drunk because alcohol tastes like butthole. But anyway, I can’t [i]believe[/i] you just totally tried to gatekeeper me over how hard I party!”[/b][/color] Kit took another bite of the pizza, shaking her head.

[color=7fc19e][b]“You ain’t SHIT. You look like you had an awful time, but I had a [i]great[/i] one! I saw Henry’s dick.”[/b][/color] What? It was a high point. [color=7fc19e][b]“...it’s something. Not sure how I feel about it, still, but I did see it! Oh, that reminds me, I gotta show the Marshy Marsh… He’s gay, he knows about dicks.”[/b][/color] Kit said, pulling her phone out and taking a picture of herself with the sunglasses on, which she quickly tossed onto her Snapchat story, before she held the sunglasses back out.

[color=7fc19e][b]“Speaking of Henry, dude. You should hit him up. You look like you could [i]seriously[/i] use some hangover tips.”[/b][/color]

Ariana slapped her forehead with her hand and groaned. Henry’s dick. That was something she’d totally forgotten about and purged from her memory after their fateful rendezvous a few weeks ago. Looking up at Kit try to berate her, she rolled her eyes. She put her head on the table. She hadn’t even seen Henry in a while anyway. Guess he and Min-Seo were really getting things along.

[color=a187be][b]”Dude… the last time I got this fucked up I was in the hospital. Don’t tell me I had an awful time. I had lots of fun last night. Who said I didn’t?! This is just the price you pay for fun.”[/b][/color] Ariana then leaned closer to the girl, [color=a187be][b]”I didn’t know you knew Henry, though. Seems like that guy really gets around. He’s my bestie.”[/b][/color] The slightly less hungover girl then flipped her hair back, before taking one good look at the girl across her. [color=a187be][b]”Who are you, anyway? I’ve literally never seen you ever.”[/b][/color]

[color=7fc19e][b]“You probably have, I just changed my hair last night. I used to be blonde? I’m Kit. Kit Thomas. Also, I don’t [i]really[/i] know Henry, I’m just his girlfriend’s friend, but like… the dude is [i]the[/i] guy. Henry’s super popular, only like Damian and Trevor are more well liked than he is! Everybody loves Henry. This seems like a big price. You should do something else so you don’t have to hungover, man.”[/b][/color] Kit shook his head, and handing the sunglasses back across the way to the girl. [color=7fc19e][b]“Who are [i]you[/i], dude? There are like eight hot Korean girls here. It’s stressful.”[/b][/color] Kit took a huge bite of pizza, filling her mouth up as she spoke again.

[color=7fc19e][b]“I can see why people get yellow fever. You guys are somethin’.”[/b][/color] She swallowed down her last bite, finishing the meal and tilted her head. [color=7fc19e][b]“Did I get that right? Are you Korean?”[/b][/color]

Ariana leaned in. [color=a187be][b]”너 젠장. [i](You’re god damn right)[/i][/b]”[/color] Why did this girl know so much about the intricacies of the social hierarchy at BHHS? Not even Ariana knew how things worked. She didn’t even know who was top dog anymore now that Lauren and Lawrence were no longer around. Just how much did she miss? But, Kit had a point. There sure were a lot of Asians at this school. Hell, Ariana wouldn’t be surprised if they were actually in the majority at this school.

[color=a187be][b]”Well Kit… I’m Ariana Song. Like music, song. But don’t ever call me by my last name.”[/b][/color] 

[color=7fc19e][b]“Ari[i]ana[/i]? Like the Michael Jackson song? He’s old-school, so you might not know him. But Dirty Diana. I can sing a song to you, Ms. Song. The song is called Dirty Diana, but I can make it Dirty Ariana. Sam says I’m a good singer and she can suffocate you with her butt so that means she knows what she’s talking about.”[/b][/color] Kit looked at her watch and frowned as she looked around at the children in the cafeteria beginning to dissipate. She put her ziplock baggies back into her bag, and pulled out a piece of paper, scribbling down on it before she slid it across to Ari. [color=7fc19e][b]“That’s my number, and my Assistant’s name. Call me. I’ll sing to you. But right now? Gotta jet.”[/b][/color] With that, Kit turned and stood up from the table, giving a wave.

Ariana was dumbfounded. So many words had come out of that girl’s mouth, but none of them stuck with her. That girl talked at a million miles an hour, but for whatever reason, she was actually interesting. As annoying as she was, Ariana sort of wanted to know her a little further. Surely, someone like that had more to offer than what met the eye. Taking the piece of paper, Ariana slipped it into her bag before collecting her things and making her way toward wherever it was she needed to go.[/indent]