Harvey lazed against the back of his chair, a juice box hanging from his teeth. The lunch ladies tapped their foots impatiently in the background, waiting for the strawberry-blond to finish his meal so they could close up shop. It was 6pm, closing time for the cafeteria. Only five minutes earlier, the boy came rushing in, his dog at his heels as he grabbed four sandwiches, three fruit punch juice boxes, and two plates of leftover tater tots. After a day of classes, the Winter was too ready to shove down his rather large meal.
As to spite towards the restless ladies, Harvey let out a drawn out sigh. He munched on the first sandwich slowly, moaning blissfully at its taste despite the soggy lettuce and somewhat tomato soaked bread. "Oh man, I don't know how fast I can eat this. I have to savour its glorious taste. Isn't that right, Mr. Candy," he mused, a giant shit-eating grin plastered on his face. The pup happily barked in response before the women behind them groaned and headed back towards the kitchen.
