Hungry...

That was all Liz could feel as she rushed toward her table. She took a quick glance around and saw people to sit by, but they all seemed to be in deep conversation with someone else. Liz wasn't one to intrude on conversation, anyway, and she was perfectly fine with being by herself. She wasn't a loner. No, not at all. Liz knew she couldn't survive by herself. She just was ok with being alone for a while.

She took a seat on the very edge of the table and reached for a tasted tuna sandwich and some pudding. Ah, what a wonderful lunch.

Sitting by herself gave her some time to study. Liz pulled one of her textbooks from a shoulder bag (that was magically strengthened to hold more weight than an elephant) and began to read diligently.

ooc: Click here to see what Liz's bag looks like