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emjay · 09-19-2014, 02:58 AM

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Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl

Oooh was that tomato-basil bruschetta? William was SO grabbing a piece of that! "No, excuse ME," he murmured as he leaaaaned over the buffet to take a few slices of the crispy and yet fresh lil appetizers. Om nom nom this plate was looking full.

Wait, was the lady he'd cut in front of staring at him now? Maybe she had never seen some of the foods on his plate before. He took a step back and gave her a warm smile. "It's bruschetta. Italian. Antipasto. Delicious." To demonstrate, he took a big bite of one of his pieces. "Wansum? I fink dis type has curry ahhnit," he continued through his mouthful. Yes, curry because everything here had to have the flavor of the countries hosting the symposium. Aha.

Or was she looking at him because she'd gone down the buffet the wrong way? Willy was starting a new trend here, folks, a new way of operating. And eating. Eat ALL the things!

Oh, no, what was he doing? Once Mariel turned back to face the proper direction after she realized she wasn't crazy and she was going down the buffet the correct way, she saw the man in front of her grab the one thing that was sure to make her sick. The brunette looked on with eyes wide, feeling very queasy, as he popped the little bread covered with tomatoes into his mouth. Unfortunately she could not return his warm smile, not when she felt that she could toss her cookies at any moment. She was certain that she could smell rancid tomatoes and to make matters worse, he was talking with his mouth full so she could see the chewed up tomatoes as he spoke. So. Gross.

Covering her mouth, she averted her eyes, though she was doing her best to be pleasant and not impolite. "No, no, I understand.. Bruschetta, yes.." she nodded as he explained to her what exactly he was eating. She knew what it was, just couldn't stand the sight/smell/taste of it currently. "Normally very delicious, I just.. have had an aversion to tomatoes recently," she tried to explain. Shame, really, as she loved Italian food, but it wasn't happening for her anytime soon. She took a few deep breaths through her nose, trying to will the nausea away. Mariel really did not want to be sick at this function and she tried to focus on lemondrop ice cream. Was there dessert here? Maybe she just needed to sit down. "I think I need a glass of water.."

09-19-2014, 02:58 AM	#23 (permalink)
emjay DMAC & DERP Pygmy Puff Join Date: Jun 2008 Location: working Posts: 18,082 Hogwarts RPG Name: Phoenix Marchbanks Ravenclaw Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Wiley Whittebrook Hufflepuff Second Year x12 x5	Unforgivably Cursed \| adultescent Quote: Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl Oooh was that tomato-basil bruschetta? William was SO grabbing a piece of that! "No, excuse ME," he murmured as he leaaaaned over the buffet to take a few slices of the crispy and yet fresh lil appetizers. Om nom nom this plate was looking full. Wait, was the lady he'd cut in front of staring at him now? Maybe she had never seen some of the foods on his plate before. He took a step back and gave her a warm smile. "It's bruschetta. Italian. Antipasto. Delicious." To demonstrate, he took a big bite of one of his pieces. "Wansum? I fink dis type has curry ahhnit," he continued through his mouthful. Yes, curry because everything here had to have the flavor of the countries hosting the symposium. Aha. Or was she looking at him because she'd gone down the buffet the wrong way? Willy was starting a new trend here, folks, a new way of operating. And eating. Eat ALL the things! Oh, no, what was he doing? Once Mariel turned back to face the proper direction after she realized she wasn't crazy and she was going down the buffet the correct way, she saw the man in front of her grab the one thing that was sure to make her sick. The brunette looked on with eyes wide, feeling very queasy, as he popped the little bread covered with tomatoes into his mouth. Unfortunately she could not return his warm smile, not when she felt that she could toss her cookies at any moment. She was certain that she could smell rancid tomatoes and to make matters worse, he was talking with his mouth full so she could see the chewed up tomatoes as he spoke. So. Gross. Covering her mouth, she averted her eyes, though she was doing her best to be pleasant and not impolite. "No, no, I understand.. Bruschetta, yes.." she nodded as he explained to her what exactly he was eating. She knew what it was, just couldn't stand the sight/smell/taste of it currently. "Normally very delicious, I just.. have had an aversion to tomatoes recently," she tried to explain. Shame, really, as she loved Italian food, but it wasn't happening for her anytime soon. She took a few deep breaths through her nose, trying to will the nausea away. Mariel really did not want to be sick at this function and she tried to focus on lemondrop ice cream. Was there dessert here? Maybe she just needed to sit down. "I think I need a glass of water.." __________________ started like a knight in a fairytale_______________________________________________ ended like a moth in flames______________________ ______________________don't you worry I'll be fine _________________________________________________you were good for the plot line