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Peyton was already headed to the cafeteria as she sent out the tweet.. Really, it didn't matter to her if anyone but Cami showed up, but she figured she'd extend invitation to the island at large, and maybe a few of the newbies would come out and socialize.

Once she'd arrived in the kitchen she'd headed straight for the shelves, dragging down a loaf of bread. From the cooler she'd grab a pack of turkey and an an assortment of other fixins. Lettuce, tomatoes, avacado, mustard, mayo. Anything and everything she could think of.

All this was set on one of the tables in the cafeteria, along with a stack of cups and plates, and a bottle of orange soda.

It took all of about a minute after Cami got the Tweet with instructions from her Sun-senpai that she was out the door, not even caring that she was in essentially her pajamas. The loose tee and PINK lounge pants weren't scandalous by any means and, besides, she lived here. Eventually someone was going to have to deal with the fact that comfort was generally her priority, especially considering everything she'd been through lately. She did, at least, pause to throw feet in flip-flops before shuffling out the door.

Hitting the kitchen she immediately hopped onto a stool, beaming at Peyton. "You're awesome. All that talk had my stomach rumbling but I hate coming down here alone." She hated going anywhere alone, really, but especially at night. Dylon caught her attention right after to which the redhead winked. "Hey yourself~"

Melvin worked at night. He lab shift was in the evening and he was usually there till 2am if not later. He wasn't being particularly productive while he waited on various machines to finish their calculations and processes and was just sitting in his lab with his phone. It had been a very amusing day, but even though he wasn't much into the talk of Robert or Rep sandwiches, he was still hungry. A week of getting by on just coffee and vending machine food for dinner was not doing him any favors.

A sandwich sounded good.

Getting up, he left the labs and went to the kitchens. Pey was already there along with two hunters he didn't know. "Hey." He said to those in the room, but glanced at the arrangements. Dilemma was that it was a shared food spread, and he wasn't into that at all. Orange soda was also too sugary for his tastes. Opening the fridge, he checked to see if there were any other options hidden somewhere in the back that wasn't expiring. He tried his best to clean out the fridges as often as he could.

"Hey sweet thing~" Dylon crooned back to Cami as she came over. Lovely ladies~ Oh, and a Melvin. That was cool too, he supposed. "Yo! Sup, man?" He called out. "Not into gluten or something?" Melvin didn't look too kindly at the sandwiches...

Dylon shrugged, and made himself a big turkey sandwich with the works.

Deciding to check twitter that very evening had turned out to be a quite embarrassing experience for Kylee. Perhaps she had been alone in her room, but the solitude did not stop her face from heating up as she read the words, and promptly buried her face into the comfort of her scarf.

"You're such a prude." Akila sighed as the girl pressed her cheeks into the fabric.

"I'm not!" Kylee shot back. A week in the infirmary had trained her not to reply her weapon's quips out loud, and she was certainly getting the hang of not broadcasting her conversations with her weapon.

And though she hadn't had an appetite for sandwiches after that conversation, she certainly needed a distraction. Maybe some orange soda and a conversation with not Rep or Robert would certainly help.

The girl soon shuffled in, wearing her pajamas; essentially a white tank top and shorts patterned with red hearts, along with her red scarf. She might have only gotten it when she had first been introduced to this island, but the item was still a source of comfort for her. "Hey." She greeted the hunters already there, deciding to slide up next to Cami as she picked up the bottle to open it.

"Yes, I know I am." This to Cami, as she started to make her own sandwich. "And if you wanted to start Jogging, I go out four times a week in the morning. You're welcome to join me." Melvin's entrance drew her attention up from the bread she was laying turkey on, and she flashed him a smile. If he wanted something else to eat that was just fine with her. Food and socializing, that was the plan. Besides, who didn't love bacon? "Good plan, Mel." The smell alone would draw people from all over the compound.

Speaking of drawing. "Hi!" She recognized Kylee from her picture on twitter. "Nice to meet'cha."

She didn't recognize the young man that came in next, but his demeanor, that pale skin, white blonde hair; Mikael had said he was from Sweden, right? Well this kid looked very Swedish, and sounded it. "No, not at all." A softer smile this time, but just as inviting. "Are you Mikael? I think I owe you a sandwich." She gave the seat on her side opposite to Cami a pat, wordlessly inviting him over to sit with her.

"Hi." She said warmly in return to Peyton. This was the girl who had initiated the midnight snack meetup, and Kylee was honestly quite glad for the distraction. "I'm Kylee, by the way." She added. Just in case. Not just for Peyton's sake, but for the boys, whom she barely recognized. She had been all a fluster when tweeting that Kylee only remembered faces on display pictures and just some names when mentioned.

Pouring some orange soda into a cup, she glanced up only to see another male appearing. Mikael huh? The brunette gave him as a smile as a greeting, and held out an empty cup and a still open bottle of orange soda. "Want any drinks to go with that?"

Twitter be damned; it was the noise that caught Ever's attention, drawing him from his adventures down strange hallways, his nervous exploration of the place, back into the cafeteria. People talking, and he wasn't hungry so much as starved for human interaction, seeing people face to face. He wasn't used to time alone, and he didn't like it.

So. Bustle. Noise. Voices that sounded happy. Laughter would have improved it, but as it was, that was enough to make Ever poke his head in and consider the sandwiches laid out on the table, the bottles of soda, and then the faces behind them.

He smiled as he stepped in, shrugging his crisp and clean coat into place. It marked him as the fresh-faced Life trainee that he was. So be it.

"Is this a party?"