Ally simply nodded her consent- Her headache still pounded in her ears, despite devouring her expansive breakfast, and standing up seemed like much more of a chore than blocking out her young patient's droning, and so she watched with her bloodshot eyes as Carey waddled back to the serving area, grabbing two trays firmly with each hand on the way. Ally knew deep inside that she'd be seeing Carey on almost a daily basis- somehow, despite her heavy drinking over the summer, her knowledge of Carey's woes managed to stay firmly locked within her brain. However, she barely had time to lament the fact before Carey came waddling back, both pudgy fists clenching a tray so overloaded with fatty breakfast treats that it was a marvel that a butterball like Carey could manage to carry them.
"Here... You go... Ms... Spades..." Carey managed to gasp out as she dropped the trays with unnecessary force onto the table. Each tray held one of Buttercombe's signature waffles- although simply calling it a waffle was something of an understatement, as the term "waffle" brought up visions of something roughly the diameter of a softball, whereas Buttercombe waffles were roughly the diameter of a tire- A semi-truck tire, at that! Still, the deep-fried confection, complete with a massive mound of whipped cream and a few cups of pure, maple syrup, was more than enough for Ally to begin eating anew- even with Carey's droning, nervous voice banging away at her eardrums. "So... After that day at the mall... I couldn't really, you know, leave the house again, not after being exposed to all those germs..."
Ugh, even the way Carey said the word "germs" made Ally want to call in sick for work! This girl had exactly the kind of voice that made everyone not want to talk to her, and yet Ally was one of the few people within this damn campus that couldn't say no to her! Doing her best to drone out the the voice of the student, Ally focused on her waffle, and almost like someone in the midst of a very intense meditation session, Ally found her headache slowly melting away with each bite of the sweet, crispy breakfast meal that found it's way within her mouth. In fact, by the time the plate was clear, not only was Ally's headache practically a thing of the past... Carey's voice seemed, well, almost tolerable! Ally was even able to cut off the spherical student mid-sentence with her newly found peace.
"Ahh, yes, Carey... That's all well and good, and while I do appreciate your company, I really DO need to be going... I'm sure I'll see you soon!" Ally tittered, in a voice that sounded almost completely unlike her own. And with that, she had left, smiling to herself as she made her way back to her cabin, her now fully stuffed stomach bouncing slightly with each hurried step.
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