SuperClaw Amie de Rogue ♥
Patrick took a seat near a couple of third year girls and promptly served himself generously. He listened vaguely to the conversation as he shoveled food into his mouth. More female woes of love lost, he thought to himself, munching on a rather large piece of broccoli. So much for stimulating conversation, he nodded to himself with a smirk forming on his lips.
Ten minutes into his meal, his stomach finally felt better and he slowed his feeding frenzy, a small burp escaping him without notice. "Er... sorry about that." he apologized to his table mates.
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