Fussy eater (Cameron)

[Riss Ziyi]

Riss was really quiet bored of eating salad for lunch- lettuce, tomato, mushroom, ugh, cheese, bread, so boring, olives, avocado, no peppers. There honestly couldn't have been anything more boring, unless you took out the cheese and got left with what could literally be labelled rabbit food. In fact, she was sure that she had seen one of the younger students stuffing greens into their bag the week before, to take back to some lucky guinea pig or other small rodent. It was beside the point. Even if Riss hadn't wanted to touch salad for the rest of her life, unfortunately it was one of the only foods left to her that she could eat freely without having to worry for her guts, and she would rather take rabbit food than feeling like she needed to puke everything back up after just putting it in her mouth with anything else.
But, damn, those hamburgers and chips and pizza and pasta looked so good.

Normally she didn't have so much of a problem with eating 'boring' food, but today it was just nagging at her, when she was hungry. Crossing from the serving hatch, she plonked herself down behind a table and stared dismally at her food, pushing it round the plate with her fork. Well, she'd have to eat it, but she certainly wouldn't enjoy it much today. Not even anybody to talk to yet, all of her friends late to appear. There wasn't even any worth in bothering, really.

[Cameron Osiris]

The hamburgers, chips, pizza, and pasta were really awesome! Cam would know, because he had taken a good sized amount of it all. His tray was overflowing with the carby goodness, and he had a smile on his face. Cam was one of those skinny people you could just strangle because he could get away with eating all kinds of crap and never gain an ounce. He wished he could though, he really did. Being scrawny wasn’t something he liked about himself, but he wouldn’t admit it. He wished he could put on more muscle, but his body type was the same as his personality – fast, extreme, and go go go!

Cam sat down at the first empty spot, gazing happily at his food. “Nice spread today,” he said, talking to the person he was sitting across from. He had been too enamored by his food to notice the pretty girl across from him. But he was noticing her now. “Are you vegetarian?” He asked her curiously before taking a huge bite from his pizza. He wasn’t being intentionally insensitive, in his mind he was taking an interest in her. “I don’t think I could ever be vegetarian, meat is just too delicious.” Yes, too delicious, in so many ways. Cam laughed at his own joke and sighed.

“Have I seen you around before?” He was pretty sure he hadn’t, but hey, whatever. “I’m Cam, I don’t usually forget such a pretty face.” That’s right Cammy boy, lay it all out there.

[Riss Ziyi]

A scowl instantly made its way onto Riss' face as someone sat down opposite her at the table, and with nearly all of the offerings the canteen had, from the look of his plate. Absolutely overflowing.
Her mouth watered. She stabbed at some lettuce, trying to ignore the delicious waft of food smells that came her way. She could so easily have stolen his tray and stuffed her mouth with all that, oh man. Sometimes she wished she was ten again, and could eat as much junk food as she could get her hands on.

She glared daggers at the boy opposite as he tried to talk to her. Tried being the key word here.
"No, I'm not. I'm just allergic to fucking everything." That was probably the best way of describing it, allergic. Easier to grasp than the full name they'd given her annoying-as-hell power. She shoved in a mouthful of lettuce and glumly rested her cheek on her hand, the irritated look never fading from her face. Not so pretty when she was frowning.
"Riss. All you pigs are the same to me. So I mightha forgot you." The longer she stuck around in the canteen, the more she found herself wanting to just snaffle a tiny bit of exciting food, and that wasn't allowed. So she'd rush through, and try and ignore the good smells. That didn't seem like it'd be happening today though.

[Cameron Osiris]

Cam nodded and kept stuffing his face. “Everything? Like for real, or are you just saying that?” He asked, waving his fork around as he spoke. He wasn’t really phased by her moodiness, and he really didn’t blame her if she was being serious. Judging by the look on her face, Cam decided she wasn’t just pulling his leg or eating that salad by choice.

Laughing at the pig joke, Cam shrugged. “Fair enough, I don’t really remember you either, I don’t really see you around here the much.” He was just being honest. “Hey, I have an idea,” he said, leaning forward. “Why don’t you make your own food? Like, so you could have something delicious so you’re actually happy with what you eat.” Seemed like an easy solution to Cam.

Cam was a natural optimist, so it was going to take a lot more than the likes of Riss to bring him down. Instead of giving up, he just kept trying. And, if she said she didn't like cooking, Cam would! He knew how to cook all kinds of gluten-free stuff and... stuff. It would be fun!

[Riss Ziyi]

"Preeetty much," Riss replied grimly, shoving lettuce round her plate. "Otherwise I'd be eating something good, wouldn't I?" She wasn't going to eat rabbit food by choice, when there were all sorts of goodies on offer. She might have been classed as a 'responsible adult', but that didn't mean she was going to choose sickeningly healthy food over a good pile of junk food if she could have had one or the other.

She pulled her head back a little to look down at Cameron as he leaned forwards, narrowing her eyes haughtily. "I don't make a habit of watching others chow down on stuff I can hardly touch." It was just depressing, and made her mouth water horribly. "And getting up half an hour even earlierthan I already have to to get to this damn place? I don't think so. I like getting up after the sun comes up, not before so I can slice my hands open with a knife half-asleep." That really wasn't a good idea. She'd take boring salad over having to try and make something edible at half seven in the morning.

[Cameron Osiris]

"Salad's good," Cam said, while stuffing his face full of carby goodness. He didn't really feel bad for the cheeky reply - sometimes people were just too sensitive and he wasn't going to stop being himself around people who couldn't let go.

Cam laughed and sighed, leaning back in his spot. "Oh okay, I guess some people aren't early to rise or whatever." He shrugged. "You could always make stuff late at night, cooking can be pretty fun once you actually start making good food."

He pointed his fork at her. "Ah ha! I get it! You don't wanna cook 'cause you don't know how. Is that it?" No, he wasn't going to let her go so easily, and if she was really annoyed, she could just leave. Cam wasn't promising that he wouldn't go after her though.

[Riss Ziyi]

He was one to talk; ‘salad’s good’. Riss just huffed in response to that, eating and trying to pretend that it really was great. It was alright sometimes, but not every day in a row since who-knew when. She’d lost count of the boring days.
“Oh wow, I totally hadn’t thought of that. Making stuff for the next day? What a brilliant, original idea!” Her voice was laced with sarcasm and she rolled her eyes to the ceiling as if something amazing had struck her. Just in case Cam was now going to think she was actually being serious, she looked down at him again. “No.”

Cooking wasn’t fun, it was hard. Apart from that shove-a-frozen-dinner in the microwave malarkey, which was easy enough, but came with the massive downside that when she had a steaming pile of reheated something, she couldn’t exactly eat it.
“I know how,” she snapped, although it was mostly just a façade. “You shove some stuff in a pan and mix it up and… stuff.” Yeah. The stuff they always made on cooking shows looked really good, but she was mostly negative at the end of it, because there was bound to be something in the mix of fancy herbs, spices, meat, vegetables, sauces… whatever they used, something that she couldn’t have.

[Cameron Osiris]

Cam laughed and winked in her general direction. “You’re welcome for thinking of it,” he said, aware of her sarcasm but deciding not to respond to it. He would probably be pretty grumpy too if he had to have salad every day for every meal forever. Some people were just too lazy to actually try new foods in the kitchen – food could always be delicious if you tried!

Nodding along as she went through the process of ‘cooking’, Cam was once again pointing his fork at her. “Okay, prove it.” He went back to finishing off his lunch. “I’ll meet you in the kitchens later and you cook something, and then, I’ll actually cook something for you and it will be so delicious, you’ll be actually smiling. Deal?” How much better could a deal get?