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Note: Another exciting installment of the passionate adventures of... lunch. Enjoy.
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The day was gloomy and wet, loosened and mucky cobblestone walkways slowing down the inhabitants of Shiz University considerably, through a sudden depression due to the unfortunate weather. The forecast predicted an afternoon that would be sunny and tranquil, and in turn, most students who had prepared for lunch alongside Suicide Canal proved an especially irritable mood as they munched on their sandwiches.
Galinda wasn't interested in what was being placed upon her lunch tray, being far more preoccupied with scanning heads rear to her, trying to locate a permanently grouchy, green skinned patron. Once the green girl was spotted- as always, with bony shoulders hunched inwards as the girl's head was bowed- she fearlessly marched up, tray in hand, and plopped down opposite on the empty half of the table that was always seemingly reserved for Elphaba.
The green girl's eyebrows rose on her forehead in surprise, halting in the steady chewing of her food and lightly placing her textbook on the table face. "You wanted something, Miss Galinda?"
"Where were you last night?" Galinda interrogated sternly, fixing her glare on Elphaba to avoid catching eyes with anyone else. Certainly she would be beckoned to amend herself when this was over, but being wealthy corroborated adequate in most situations one went against the grain. It was a brave turn of events, even for Glinda, to be fraternizing with the likes of her roommate, yet, in retrospect, bravery was not a requirement in the past.
"What is it of your concern as to where I was?" countered the green girl, calmly folding her spindly fingers on top of her open book.
The blonde wasn't expecting to be challenged. "I… uh," she stumbled, cursing herself as Elphaba's sharp features showcased her amusement.
"Last night," coaxed the green girl, taking a steady breath, "I was minding my own business. With that evidence in mind, I believe it would be most fitting that you should borrow a page from my book right now."
The blonde gave a dainty shrug, her shawl-covered shoulders lifting by obviously practiced means of elegance. "That's about the oddest request I've ever received, but if you insist," Galinda noted, leaning forward and reaching to tear a closely knitted page from Elphaba's test, but the green girl sensed disaster and snatched the book back. She cradled it to her flat chest as Glinda continued. "If Ama Clutch is to be held responsible for you as well as I, she is required to know your whereabouts. Last night, you did not, uh, informher, and so I am merely relaying her message."
"Is that right?" Elphaba wondered absently, sighing when the once faltering blonde showed no signs of easing up. "Well. You may inform Ama Clutch that I lost track of time in the library, whilst researching the ethnographic study of social marginalization in Quadling Country."
"You can tell her yourself," Galinda sniffed, inspecting her nails.
"I suspect you're cantankerous because I interrupted your beauty sleep," Elphaba suggested, fingering lettuce that peaked out from the crust of her sandwich. "Unless it's the weather that is causing you to stutter."
"It wasn't because you… Oh!" Glinda slapped the table spontaneously in the height of her anger, tray jumping at the impact.
She watched as Elphaba's jaw muscles strained, always fascinated at her peculiar skin and how she functioned in it. Even through her insufferable nature, Elphaba had an endearing quality of experience at life but inexperience at the pleasures of it that drew Galinda, but the Gillikinese proper wouldn't be caught dead admitting it, just as she wouldn't be caught dead wearing or approving of Elphaba's drab attire.
She was peering at Galinda expectantly. "You're going to give me wrinkles!" the blonde cried out, bouncing from her seat and expertly tossing her hair. She ambled away from the table, then from the entire side of the cafeteria, not once looking back as her heels clanked upon the hard flooring, grey sky cackling in a sudden lightning storm.
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Was that incredibly amazing and cool, or what?