<div align="center"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Sarah In the Dining Hall w/ Cynthia</strong></span></div><br/>Sarah tucked her hair behind her ear, blushing at the woman's words.<strong>”No..I wasn't thinking that. I just...”</strong>she paused and let her fork rest upon her plate as Alena checked her phone. Staring at her plate she wondered if she made a complete idiot of herself when Alena spoke again catching her attention.<strong>”Thank you for sitting with me...”</strong>she managed as the woman rushed off, and Sarah found herself hoping that all was all right.<br/><br/>Barely was Alena's seat empty when another girl sat across from Sarah making her shift catching her off guard at her “sudden” appearance. Like her she was a red head, but didn't seem a natural as a small tid bit of her roots were showing. As she introduced herself Sarah gave a small smile and tilted her head,<strong>”I..I'm Sarah. Nice to meet you.”</strong>she  stared down at her plate as Cynthia's cheery attitude seemed to radiate all around her.<br/><br/><strong>”Sorry I'm kinda horrible to be around. Not much fun really. Not when I'm like this...”</strong>she stabbed at her eggs with her fork before pushing her plate away. The girl seemed happy, even in this place and Sarah felt guilty about trying to push her away. She always did that and it always ended badly. She knew she'd still have to deal with the group setting but she wasn't sure today would work. What if she said she was sick.<br/><br/>Glancing up she looked to see if Cynthia was still sitting across from her. Perhaps it wouldn't be so hard. Trying to make a friend here. She always had friends, even if they didn't get her moods. Even after she'd pushed them away, her other moods took care of her fuck ups.<strong>”Sorry...I really just need to stop feeling sorry for myself...”</strong>she said,<strong>”How are you?”</strong>she asked trying to seem cheery for the girl.