A Particular Way of Eating

Tom pouted. "You guys are all so lucky!"

Chelsea gave a smile, "They usualy have things you can have Tom."

"Yeah...well...at least you can eat half the food we eat in this country!"

"Only stuff that hasn't been in contact with nuts."

"That's more than I can eat!"

"Yeah...it is...sorry..."

"Don't apologise..."

Chelsea nodded, looking down.

Lauren had finished her potato and was now drinking a glass of lemonade.

Tom looked confused. Had he said something wrong?

(OOC: gtg)

Chelsea then looked up at him and gave a smile.

(OOC: bye)

Tom sort of smiled back, even more confused.

Chelsea carried on eating.

Tom didn't feel hungry anymore.

"Eat," Jeremiah said quietly. "You will feel worse if you do not."

Chelsea again was suprised. As a rule Jeremiah generally didn't talk anywhere like this.

Tom blushed and nodded, eating a bit.

Jeremiah gave an approved nod, eating his own food.

Tom felt slightly embarrassed.

Jeremiah just ate.

Chelsea watched Tom and Jeremiah.

Lauren put down her glass, finished.

Tom ate slowly.

Lauren stood up, "I-I am going to g-go do some work," she smiled at Chelsea.

Chelsea smiled and nodded, "Okay, I will see you later."

"B-bye Tom, J-Jeremiah," Lauren smiled shly at them befroe leaving.

Tom waved at her before doing as Jeremiah had told him and eating.

Lauren went dtraight to the toilets.

Chelsea carried on eating.

Tom watched Jeremiah out of the corner of his eyes.

Jeremiah had taken the green band out of his hair and had tied his hair up into a high ponytail with it so that his hair didn't get in his way as he ate.

Tom felt himself blush and looked back to his food.