After putting a few things away in his dorm room David's stomach starts to growl. "Guess it's breakfast time," he says to himself with a chuckle. He hadn't eaten since the night before his flight, it was a wonder he hadn't eaten his own leg. He closed his door, but didn't bother to lock it, he was wearing his most valuable possession so what was the point? He jumped over the stairs' railing and dropped the couple of stories down to the ground floor. After patting some of the dust off his jeans David set off to find the cafeteria. When he arrived at the cafeteria he stood in line and had a look around. There were a lot of people and not many of them looked out of the ordinary.