<br/><hr/><hr/><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/o7K9YUC.png)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><strong>Name: </strong> Arabella Pearl Gibson<br/><strong>Sorting:</strong> Silver Student<br/><strong>Age:</strong> 20<br/><strong>Orientation:</strong> Bicurious<br/><strong>Mood:</strong> Nervous<br/><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong> 12.21.20 | Dinner time!<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Dining Hall<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Everyone &amp; Anyone</span><br/><br/><br/><hr/><hr/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><br/><br/>The petite brunette had been through these halls for a term now, but she had rarely offered herself to conversation. Preferring to just keep her head down in class and show her parents that she was in fact heterosexual, Bella had avoided most social occasions. Unfortunately her stomach didn't give two hoots about her emotional needs and simply wanted some fuel which meant she had no choice but to push her studying aside for half an hour to find something to satisfy the grumbling from within. <br/><br/>In a simple grey tshirt and black leggings, the hungry student headed for the dining hall. Once around the doorway, she noticed a fair few people gathered around a table and felt her stomach flip a little with nerves. She had no idea what they would think of her or whether everyone assumed everyone here was gay. She wasn't sure why it bothered her so much but it probably had something to do with how she had been conditioned to think it wasn't a good thing to be going around kissing girls. <br/><br/>Smiling hesitantly at the group, she headed quickly to the counter to distract herself with the menu behind the woman. <em>Get something small. Don't give them reason to hate you. Don't get fries for god sake. Just a salad will do.</em> Reluctantly, the girl ordered a tuna salad. Once she had the plate in her hand, she was then faced with the next decision. Where the hell was she going to sit? On her own to really stick out like a sore thumb, or right into the lion's den? <br/><br/>Swallowing to alleviate the dryness in her throat, she braved the occupied table and sat herself down. Placing the salad down, her stomach growled angrily at her choice when faced with the other peoples plates. <em>See? You should have gone with fries.</em> <br/><br/></span></span>