Time to Eat! Tink & March
March's stomach ached, for he couldn't quite remember the last time he ate. He was heading to the dining hall, accompanied by Tink, who he had just asked if she cared to join him. Thankfully she said yes, which saved March embarrassment that he was used to. They walked the promenade, heading towards the flight of stairs that leads up to the buffet. As the two walked, March scanned the surroundings. Maybe she was sitting out here, in one of the lounge chairs. Maybe she was looking through books in the library. After looking to no avail, he shook his head, knowing that the possibility of seeing her was greatest in busiest part of the ship, the buffet. He smiled, thinking what it would be like to see her again. She had to be around here somewhere. As the ascended the steps, March looked back to Tink, who seemed to be lost in her own thoughts as well. "What are you in the mood for?" he asked as they reached the buffet.
