I Need More Frieeeends [Open]

[Georgina Speer]

George was lying on her (very scruffy) bed.

George was bored.

Bored George means unhappy George.

Unhappy George means grumpy George.

Grumpy George means lots of rolling about, loud noises of annoyance and an inability to exist with decent purpose. This is what was happening at this very moment in time.

She needed to do something. Something fun, something interesting, something worth her tiiiime. And she couldn't think of anything. #fml.

She got a lot of her energy from interactions with other people. She was alone. That explained a lot. And constantly reminded her that she was, and could possibly be for most of her life, forever, and ever, alone. She reeeeeeaaalllyyy needed to do something before she melted into putty flubber and jelly beans. Mmm, jelly beans... fooood.

And so, the confusing mind of Georgina Speer decided that the only way she could solve her problems was... through food. If only her logic actually determined how society worked.

She waltzed down to the fairly empty cafeteria place (cafeteria was such a weird word) and picked up any food she could find with sugar, or that tasted good. So, of course, nothing actually nutritional. She sat down at an empty table after collecting her goods for noms, and looked between them all, sizing them up. Chocolate, chocolate, cake, fizzy drink, orange, jelly be- HEY WAIT. Why was there an orange? She frowned at the round fruit, sized it up, and knocked it to the ground with one swipe of her hand. She'd pick it up laatteeerrr... if it was deserving enough to be in her presence. So that meant it had to grow candy legs.

The possibility of her picking it up? Low. She would only do it to be nice to the cleaning kitchen-y staff who would have to deal with such a peasant of a fruit if she left it there. She would consider it her duty to sacrifice herself to get rid of such a thing. For the greater good of society.

[Riku Bennett]

Riku was starving. He needed some food in his system and he needed it now. After convincing himself to get out of bed and try to look presentable, he started the journey towards the cafeteria. It was times like these that made the boy really wish teleportation was his power. But no, he had to be a hydrokinetic instead. Ricky laughed to himself as he imagined riding into the school on a big wave. He would get in a ton of trouble and have to pay for water damage, but it would be hilarious.

Though it felt like he never would, Riku finally arrived at the cafeteria. He was having a slow morning so he decided to get a bit of a pick-me-up. He took some mac and cheese, some cookies, french fries, a soda, and an apple to make him not feel fat. Riku looked down at his tray realizing that it was all junk. He sighed and accepted he was going to hate himself when he gets all bloated. The cafeteria food was surprisingly good so he didn't care.

After wandering around the cafeteria for a bit, he noticed a girl who's tray was also filled with unhealthy options. He picked up the orange she pushed off the table and sat down next to her.

"Hey," he said trying impersonate a cop, "no excuse for abuse."

[Georgina Speer]

George picked up one of her chocolate bars and inspected it closely, scanning it over with her eyes and trying to deduce something from it. This behaviour may or may not have been the result of a Sherlock obsession she may or may not have been dealing with. Meaning she had watched all of the three seasons a couple million times, and now felt very very Sherlock-esque.

So when someone approached her and made themselves known, she couldn't help but try and do a Sherlock scan over on them. She looked at the contents of his tray, scanned over his body and flashed him a smile.

Other than noting the fact that he too had multiple unhealthy items and he looked pretty cute, she had nothing. But he seemed nice. And funny. She twisted her voice into a stupid accent, one reminiscent of something chav-like, "Awh, come oan owfficer, I didn' mean no 'arm!" She acted sarcastically, unwrapping her chocolate and taking an over-exaggerated bite.

George looked at the boy again and deduced that she definitely did not have any idea who he was. "Hi." She said, back in her normal voice. Friendship, yay!

[Riku Bennett]

The girl's fake, cockney accent brought a huge smile to the boy's face. He could tell from her odd sense of humor that they would be very good friends. In response he said: "If you do the crime, you pay the time." As he said this, Riku pretended to dramatically take off a pair of aviator sunglasses. Before Hammel, he never really got to joke around with his friends like this. They would always want to talk about sex and drugs. Though he enjoyed these conversations, Ricky also wanted to goof off with them and be weird.

Riku ate a big spoonful of macaroni and let the oozy gooey cheese fill his mouth. Not wanting to talk with his mouth full, the boy just waved hello instead. "I'm Riku" he added after swallowing, "But call me Ricky."

He tossed the orange in the air and caught it again. "What do you have against oranges? They're nature's candy and quite delicious." Riku took a closer look at her tray and noticed that baked goods made up a good percentage of her meal. "But why eat nature's candy when you can chow down on baked goods? Just like granny used to make... before she was eaten by a wolf." Riku said the last part quite loudly and received a few glares in his direction. He didn't care though.

[Georgina Speer]

Georgina lived to see people smile, and although it really depended, and varied from person to person for which smile suited them best, for this guy, it was most definitely his bigger smile. They made his face glow and made George feel very warm, and she just wanted to smile back (which she did, with a little laugh escaping her). "I ain't got no time, you great palooza!" She kept up the act for just a little longer, glad that he did too, "Your great and royal paloozi-ness, good sir."

Sex and drugs were interesting subjects... nothing she was actually seriously interested in, but she would joke about anything that came to mind.

She nodded at the newly-introduced Ricky, and ate another block of chocolatey goodness, "Nice to meet you, Ricky-Roo!" The brunette girl tended to mess with the sounds of people's names. With some people it got on their nerves, with others it made them laugh. Everyone was different. "I'm Georgina. But call me George." Yes, she copied him. She was lazy and couldn't think of her own words. She tilted her fedora in his direction as a sign of greeting.

At least she didn't call herself Ricky. Knowing her, it was lucky that she did call herself by her actual name at all.

George watched the fruit go flying, and was about to complain that nature could never produce real sweets, unless gumdrop trees actually existed, but Ricky practically finished her point for her... except her granny hadn't been eaten by a wolf, but y'know, different families, different scenarios. She shook her head in mock dismay, "Poor Little Red Riding Riku. Life must be so hard without your dear Gran's baked treats." She nibbled on her chocolate still, starting to reach the end, "You must be insane though. I understand that fruits are foods and blah blah blah, but they are full of lies." She nodded, as if onto some brilliant theory, "I mean, they pretend to be healthy and all, but they are full of sugar. Believe me, they are diabetes balls."

George still wanted to back her point up a little. She spotted Ricky's own food, his apple, "You see your apple, right there?" She pointed at it accusingly, "Its sitting pretty now, all innocent and red and round, but you turn your back for two seconds and you'll have the mobster lobsters after you."

Mobster lobsters. George really needed a hobby.

[Riku Bennett]

Everything that the girl said brought a huge grin to Riku's face. He was very glad that he chose to sit next to this girl. He especially enjoyed the little nickname. The boy had never had one other than Ricky. So, he decided to return the favor. "I unofficially officially declare you... Gigi! The girliest girl of them all. Cuz I can tell from your appearance and behavior that you are extremely prissy." Ricky said sarcastically. How had he never talked to this girl. She was fucking hilarious and definitely the person to see on a bad day.

"I remember the day I lost dear, old mer-maw" Riku said dramatically as he clenched his heart. "I will never forget the sweet taste of her peanut brittle and delicious, hot buns." He made sure to emphasize the buns but couldn't do so without cracking up a bit.

After the diabetes balls comment Riku gave George an are-you-kidding?-or... sort of look. This was the girl will a plate full of miscellaneous desserts. Was she really calling fruit diabetes balls? Yeah they're deceiving and all but there a lot healthier than some of the processed shit out there. He didn't mention anything though. Ricky-roo didn't want to spoil his time with Gigi.

That was when the conversation took a confusing turn and Riku got very lost, very fast. The one sniper he could pull out was mobster lobsters which made him smile once again. He loved weird puns and stupid rhymes. "I don't need to worry about any mobster lobsters" Riku retorted. He kind of guessed what the conversation had been about and jumped right in. "I've got connections to the underwater mafia. If it weren't for a buddy of mine, there adorable, miniature fedoras wouldn't be waterproof and would get very soggy. That's not very intimidating if I do say so myself."

[Georgina Speer]

Gigi. That was a new one. She'd had Georgina, George, Genie, G, Georgie, Your Majesty, Hat-Lady and Speer, but not Gigi. She liked it. In an ironic, sarcastic way, because that was the way it was given to her. Someone calling her Gigi with seriousness was asking for a thump on the conk. She giggled with high pitched, forced squeaks at his reasoning for her new name, and tossed her hair about. She was seriously dying internally from doing it, even if it was only acting, for a joke. She showed mock shock, "OMG, it's like... like you have ESPN or something." Which was funny, because that could well be his actual doo-hickey. But Mean Girls reference, for the win.

She shook her head mournfully and clenched her own heart, wiping a fake tear, "Dem buns." She said, trying to stay serious, but hissing out laughter as her actor's mask broke. She had some weird images in her head right then.

George's logic was... beyond twisted. Sometimes she knew when she was being weird, sometimes she didn't. Depended on the subject. Here, she was being about a third serious. She knew that fruit was healthy, but seriously, it was loaded with sugar. And some of the time, it tasted crap. That was not how sugar should be used. It should be respected, and used to fill gumdrops. Yes.

Most people, by this point, would've completely given up on George and her ability to spew randomness wherever she deigned to be, but Ricky-Roo here hadn't. He was fun. She liked fun people. She nodded in an impressed manner at his 'protection scheme'. She knocked a couple times on her own fedora and.took a final bite of chocolate, "Fedoras are the center of everything. I'm sure they respect you whole heartedly - if their fedoras got soggy, they would try to be intimidating, but they wouldn't be able to see because fedora, so they would probably look drunk or something. Drunk lobsters are pitiful, not scary." She imagined that situation, "I would laugh at that." She paused, "I have laughed at that." Her eyes went slightly wide, "Maybe the mobster lobsters are after me!" She scanned the room suspiciously, before lowering the rim of her hat slightly, trying not to draw attention to herself in the most obvious way possible. Subtley was not something she understood.