(First come, first serve. If you miss your chance, PM me.) Malia exited her English 102 class in a hurry. What a bore that professor was! Her entire lecture was taught in a lifeless, monotone speech and she sounded incredibly bored. It was a miracle that Malia didn't fall asleep waiting for something interesting to happen. How could someone so... robotic even be allowed to teach in such a highly praised university? Whatever the reason, Malia hoped she would see a little more light in that woman's eyes by midterms, otherwise, she doubted anyone could possibly pass such a class. Malia left the General Studies building and headed for the cafeteria, figuring she needed a little energy boost after that never-ending lecture. The cafeteria was part of the Culinary wing of the Arts building and all the food was made for the students by the students. In the entrance of the cafeteria was a chalk board, elegantly scripted with the day's special. "Today's Special: Homemade Barbeque Meatloaf." It sounded delicious! But eating too much was only going to get her tired and she wouldn't be able to focus on the rest of the day's classes. "A BLT with extra tomato and a blue Gatorade, please." She told the woman at the counter. In a split second the woman was gone and then back again with the whole meal. Boy do these culinary students take their work seriously! Malia quickly payed for her meal and grabbed her duffel bag which she had temporarily placed at the ground by her feet. She turned and began heading for a table when suddenly, a man appeared out of nowhere from her left and bumped into the balancing tray in her free hand. The tray seemed to move in slow-motion as it was knocked out of her hand, but unfortunately her reflexes were slower, the sandwich still incredibly in one piece as it clung to the plate for dear life.