fandomhighdorms | 2nd Floor Common Room, Wednesday Evening

The only reason that Dolf had picked this particular common room was because it was the first one, which meant more people might see it. He was worried about the amount of food they had left in all the fridges; it might keep them going for a few more days at the rate they went through it, but what if this went on for months?

So he'd taken it on himself to do a bit of optional rationing, because he knew he didn't exactly have the authority to tell everyone what to do. He'd gathered meat, and ham, and cheese, and bread, and gotten to work.

Sandwiches. Sandwiches made in the ancient calvinist Dutch tradition of no-more-than-two-slices-of-anything-and-make-sure-there's-only-one-ingredient. He set a large plate full of them down in the middle of the room.

Then he added a note. Please eat no more than three. If you eat some, don't take anything from the fridges tonight! Only you can help with food rationing!

It was possible he took this a little too seriously, even for an invasion. Blame it on the starving children.

... No, seriously. He'd seen a lot.

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Chuck... would not be trying to trek his way through any boggy labyrinth. He wasn't really the best person to have in this sort of situation, even if he was freaking a lot less than he would've been just a year ago.

He had been planning to find some kind of frozen pizza. But seeing the sign, guilt kicked in and he hesitated, moving back towards the table to double check.

"... There's rationing?" The horror!

"Most of the food stores are gone," Dolf said, by way of explanation. Because making Chuck's horror worse is what they should be going for, here. "If we don't watch what we eat, we might run out."

"..."

Yeah, of all the bad things that had crossed Chuck's mind being stranded in the dorms and surrounded by boggy labyrinth.... Running out of food was actually not one of them.

"... I don't think I'd do well with that." He'd sort of figured these cupboards were magic or something. They always seemed to be full!

"You will have to," Dolf said, picking up a sandwich and waving it around like he badly wanted to stick it in Chuck's face. "We don't know how long this will last."

"Not that I think I can't," he added hastily, taking a small step back. "I mean, it's a good idea, I just... would rather not have to, you know?"

"And I would rather not see friends attacked by goblins," said Dolf, who wasn't exactly swayed by this argument. "You can't have everything."

Alex hadn't known what to do with herself following the joint Reserves meeting, so she'd spent some time in her room. That didn't last long. She was feeling restless and a tad bit useless, so she made her way down a floor to the common room.

"Maybe I should do the same with my floor's common room," Alex said. It was as good an idea as any and she had no idea how much food was up on the third floor.

"It would be pretty useful," Dolf admitted. He gave her a smile, trying to project don't show anyone how scared you are the way he'd done during those months in 1212. It was working so far. "Which common room is yours?"

"And it will help me feel like I'm doing something while all of this is going on," Alex replied. She offered him a small smile in return, even though she was worried. Hey, they'd survived invasions and the like. They'd get through this... somehow. At least Alex hoped so.

"Third floor," she answered. If things weren't so bad, she might have even mentioned how it was the best in the dorms. It didn't seem appropriate, though.

He nodded thoughtfully. "Just make simple sandwiches," Dolf instructed. "So we don't waste too much food."

A pause.

"You're at reserves, right? I'm Dolf." Which she probably already knew if she was at reserves, but it was polite, right? Right.

"Simple enough and hopefully, there's enough to go around," Alex stated, wondering what exactly could be found in her common room. "I'll make do with whatever we've got up there."

She could always add a little magic to the mix, if needed.

"Magic Reserves, yep," Alex nodded. "Nice to officially meet you Dolf," she added, her smile widening just a bit. And sure, she knew him from reserves but it was nice to talk with him one on one. "I'm Alex, from the third floor as you already know."

"Fifth floor," Dolf admitted, wryly. "But second has more people coming through, I think. At least they would see it from here." He cast another look towards his sandwichy set-up. "Though nice to officially meet you, too. I don't talk to enough people who are on reserves."

Or enough people, period. "Nevermind that things are really busy right now."

Would you like some coffee with that understatement, Dolf?

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"It makes sense to me," Alex replied. Most people would pass it on their way in or out of the dorms, so it really was the perfect place to set up. "I've been guilty of that myself."

Way to be Alex.

"With people in general, come to think of it. And that's when things are normal," she added. Well, normal by Fandom's standards.

"Well, you can talk to me any time," Dolf promised. Language barrier meant it took him a while to realise that might be misinterpreted. "I mean, if you want to make a new friend," he added quickly. "Especially when things aren't this bad."

"I'm all for making new friends," Alex smiled warmly. "Especially with so little time left here," she added. "I'm a senior." She figured she should clarify, so he knew she wasn't referring to the island's current predicament.

She wasn't that pessimistic.

He'd looked worried for about two seconds until she'd added that, yes, and now visibly relaxed again. "I'm a sophomore, I think," he said, "But we still have many months ahead." Hopefully. "How long have you been here?"

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