Breakfast was in full swing as the school day drew near. Small nibbles on bits of food as the crowds of students moved about the breakfast room.
She watched through the sheer glass as she balanced her toppling tray of delicate delights, saddened that she had yet done it again, eating more than she should have and taking more than necessary.
7:22 am "One minute."
She stuffed the lighted, proffered croissant into her mouth. It's not so bad as it's mostly air. And just as she had stuffed the last piece against her tongue, the butter melting on contact, she chewed slowly as her viewing pleasure came into her eyeline.
"Oh, clit be still."
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I debated on what to do now that he was in the room. Maybe I could get back in the line for more food but not put anything on my tray. Or perhaps I should, ooh, he's on the move. I quickly grabbed my tray and my belongings before I left the garden, not wanting to seem as though I was rushing even though I was, and I entered the room again, making a beeline for the line.
Tapping against the side of my tray as I tried to control my breathing and my heat levels as I was sure he was right behind me in line but I was just too scared to look or even glance in his direction. Our first interaction at this proximity had to be perfect and not some awkward scene that would replay in my head for eternity.
"You're next." I felt a tap and a brush of fingers against my shoulder blade, and I moved toward the front of the food varieties, picking the most miniature items so as not to raise suspicion or get yelled at by the food servers for not choosing anything.
"Have a good day." I stood confused when I didn't receive my total. Why wasn't a dollar amount displayed on the screen or from the concierge? Before I could voice my concern, she spoke again, "It's been taken care of. So enjoy, sweetheart." I just smiled as I grabbed my tray, and as I was making my way off the line, I was surrounded by three people.
"Enjoy, it's on me." And a surplus of individually wrapped items was lightly placed on my tray.
I couldn't help how deep my breathing became as I saw him and his two friends walking away towards their usual table.
