 • HuffleStud • Knight of The Zodiac • Manly Beard-Grower • Cicatrice de Harry •
It had been quite a morning for Val, he had reports to file regarding the distant terrestrial planet a few galaxies over. There had some extra activity surrounding its orbit that he was investigating the age on in order to determine the entire galaxy's age itself and... well, given the amount of work required he had to take his lunch break eventually. One of the best things on working in the lower levels was the prime location on the food.
As Val approached the Food Court, he began to realize just how famished he was. The aroma of the food today was quite strong, quickening his pace. He wasn't a Foodie by nature but today seemed to suggest otherwise.. and then he arrived. Val collected a plate and took a moment to gaze intensely on the selection. Kidney pie, Bangers and mash, Fish and chips, Toad in the hole.. such heavy foods. Ordinarily the French man would choose otherwise but today... today... The sight seemed to have been lost on him for a brief moment before an inner voice spoke to him.
He had to have it.
NOW..
Val's eyes seem to have lost its usual intense look, glazing over as if mesmerised. He looked down at his plate. There's no way all of that can fit on the plate. He dropped it letting it smash on the floor. He was far too famished to waste time putting it on the plate as he climbed over the bar onto the trays of food. Ignoring how messy his clothes were getting, he took a sausage and bit into it.
Mmmm.... Merlin was good.
He didn't even finish the rest before he scooped up some mashed potatoes and stuffed it into his mouth next. Mmmm.. He wanted more. Using his other hand he scooped some more mashed potatoes and proceeded to mash his hands onto his face surrounding the mouth as if forcing his cheeks to vacuum up the potatoey goodness.
This was wonderful.
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