a. Join her for lunch at the hardcore kids' table.
Oh. Oh hey!
[Vaultie doesn't realize it's the hardcore kids' table. Actually, he doesn't realize any of the cliques or their tables, as he's got the social skills of a small confused badger. So he plops down in a seat between Shepard and a kid who is in his sixth year here with a lot of tattoos.]
Are you coming for the afterschool meeting on Tuesday?
[He mimics shooting a gun, and almost pokes large buff kid in the eye with his elbow.]
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Oh. Oh hey!
[Vaultie doesn't realize it's the hardcore kids' table. Actually, he doesn't realize any of the cliques or their tables, as he's got the social skills of a small confused badger. So he plops down in a seat between Shepard and a kid who is in his sixth year here with a lot of tattoos.]
Are you coming for the afterschool meeting on Tuesday?
[He mimics shooting a gun, and almost pokes large buff kid in the eye with his elbow.]