After showering, Mike hit the Caf. He loaded up his tray, taking advantage of the All-you-can-eat style of the place, and then went to sit with his girlfriend, Rita. Rita was at least half the reason Mike had come to FGU - she wanted to be an anthropologist, and FGU had one of the few anthropology programs in the region. Mike wasn't into that - though Rita's anecdotes made it seem interesting, at least. Mike thought he might end up in business, or engineering, or maybe geology - he'd liked the course he took in geology in high school, when he'd had to have one more science credit.
Rita had only taken a few things on her tray, unlike Mike, but one of them was a piece of pie - which Mike knew he was going to get most of, as Rita would only eat a bite or two, then offer the rest to him. He didn't mind - after practice, he was always hungry, sometimes he thought he should take two trays.
"Hi Rita," he said, stopping beside her and putting down his tray before giving her a kiss. She reached up and put her arms around his shoulders, seemingly inhaling his scent before returning his kiss.
"You look great - but hungry," Rita said, as he dropped heavily into his seat. "Sure you got enough food?" Back when they first met, Mike thought Rita directed that question in irony, but he'd found out that...
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