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[center][h1][color=#EEE8AA]Ezekiel Kel[/color][/h1]  
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[color=#EEE8AA]Location[/color]: Main Building
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Zeke’s mouth watered from the smell and look of all the food. [color=#EEE8AA]”Marco, you’re a god,”[/color] Zeke declared, and piled his plate high with bacon, eggs, toast, and quiche. He shoved some bacon into his mouth before he sat down next to Nancy and Demi. He ate happily, his mood dramatically improving until Demi said he was allergic to eggs. Right. No kissing until Zeke thoroughly brushes his teeth. Then Demi ate the quiche. 

[color=#EEE8AA]”Demi! There are eggs in quiche, seriously? Please tell me your dumb ass remembered to pack an epi pen or something,”[/color] Zeke said, glaring at Demi. Zeke stood, ready to run off and find the medical supplies.