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“Oh yeah! I love people watching, yes we should totally just and figure out who’s wrong and who’s right.” Jett sits up a little straighter as they speak. “Wouldn’t be a plot twist if everyone’s wrong? We’re all just taking food and no one knows what they’re doing.” They can’t help but laugh a bit as they prop their chin up on their hand. “Ooooh that guy there, I bet he’s just gonna take one sandwich.” They nodded slightly towards someone offering by one of the many options of food. 

Jett furrows their brow for a moment thinking it over. “That’s true... I guess they could be overwhelmed right now but... I dunno maybe it was just a silly oversight.” They go onto shrug a little bit. “That makes me wonder how many students are even here I never even thought to consider that. It just feels like one big family sometimes I forget this is even really a college.” They hum for a moment taking another bite of their food chewing thoughtfully. “Should someone put on a fundraiser or something? I just wonder if there’s other stuff the numbers are short on now.” 

Seeing how excited the other was to dance, made Jett excited too. They had never really danced.... not seriously at least. It’s always those silly little dances you do when you’re excited sort of thing, never true actual practice of dance. “Well if anyone can dance then I am ready to do this thing.” How funny it is that just one simple shortcut changes the whole course of Jett’s day. Now here they stand, excited to dance. “My favorite song? That may be the hardest question anyone’s ever asked me....” Jett stops to think for a long few moments trying to think about what their favorite song would even be. “Oh! Get in the Car by Black Canary! I love that song so much...” 

Jett rests their cheek on their hand as they think it over. “Oh my god right? You’d think with all these advancements they’d have some granola bar that could feed me for a whole day of running around at top speeds. If they can genetically engineer grapes that taste like cotton candy I bet they could make some super ultra speedster food.” Jett goes onto to laugh a little bit. “Have you ever had cotton candy grapes? They’re wild it’s a weird experience.” They go on to sit up a little straighter so they’re not leaning across half the table. “I think that is a great idea! Maybe we could get other people on board.” 

Jett gave a little bit of a shocked face but soon it easily turned up into a smile. “I guess Wylder and I really do compete for the title of world’s laziest speedster.” They laugh a little bit. They never tell anyone but it does feel nice to hear others refer to Wylder as their brother. It could be so easy to write Jett off call them a clone and be done with it. Their team has always made them feel apart of the family. “Oh I didn’t even think about that! You are so right... how do you always come up with the best ideas?” 

Jett bites their lip for a moment, thinking over what the other had just said. She did have a point... the whole homecoming ordeal was something they had never expected to happen at a school like this. “You have a point... I’m still struggling to wrap my head around that whole thing. Willingly putting us in danger when so many kids here are still learning to control their powers. I’ll admit it was not the smartest move they’ve ever made.” It still feels strange to say given that this place used to feel so safe to them, now they have to always be on guard. “I still don’t get why they did that.”  

“Yeah... yeah right? I totally think we could do with a few more options around here.” They give a bit of a shrug as they glance over. “That does look good though I’ll give them that. They’re good with the salads... everything else well if I wasn’t a speedster I dunno if I’d eat it.” 

Jett smiles in return, happy that they could make someone’s day. It really is a nice feeling to make someone’s day. For a long time that feeling was foreign to them, you don’t tend to make people happy in a lab. But they digress, they wish they could dance as well as Sloan could... must be a totally different feeling to let one’s emotions out through dance, through something beautiful. “Ah, no way! You totally deserve the compliments.” Jett waves them off with a playful tone. “Me? I dunno... do you really think I could dance? I mean you’re probably a great teacher, I’m just not totally sure if I’m a good student in that department. But if you’re willing I could give it a chance!” 

“Right?! That’s what I’m saying and what about the kids who eat like...... other stuff ya know? They don’t eat the same stuff we do? Do they have a special meal plan, do they need one?” Jett tapped a finger to their chin for a moment. “We should start asking around or something figure out if we’ve got other kids who need something like this too...” 

Syllen is Jett’s best friend in the whole world. Before coming to college Jett was mainly friends with their family as well as the team back home but this was something different... it was special. There’s nothing in the world that they’d keep from Syllen... well expect for one thing. But he can’t ever know how they fell about him. Jett is far too afraid of losing him. “I would love that so much... You’re my own personal sunflower. That is so cute!” Jett laughs a little looking over at him with a grin. “If you were ever stuck in a dark room, I would come save you. We won’t be having you wilting, not my little sunflower.” Jett turns over to grab his cheeks and squeeze them playfully. “Oh god no I’m fine.. Acrobatics kicked my ass today is all... I just want to lay around for the rest of the day. It’s photosynthesis day!” 

Jett: you're the best brother a person could ask for HUSH

“Oh my god is it buffet style? Have I just been paying buffet prices but not actually using the buffet?” Jett looks shocked as they speak, mouth slightly open in surprise. “We gotta go investigate this right? Get to the bottom if I was just being a total idiot!”  They laugh a little bit in disbelief could they really be that unobservant? 

“Kind of... sorta.. It’s complicated.” Jett always felt awkward when it came to asking Dick for money. It felt as if they weren’t allowed to do such a thing given a lot of factors. But they’re pretty sure not many people are interested in the ethics of being a clone. “I guess it could be worse... I’m just complaining to complain, you ever met a lazy speedster? That’s me. I don’t want to be cooking every twenty minutes...” 

Jett: Your feelings are very important to me you know that!!!!!!!!

“You know...” Jett says in-between bites, popping another chip into her mouth, “I’ve been here four years and I still feel like they’re missing an opportunity for power based meal plans. I mean --- I pay enough in food costs to deserve a speedster meal plan right?” Jett chews thoughtfully for another few moments. “Like... I can’t be the only student around here who thinks that, right?”