Sitting Aimlessly

Walking swiftly in, Michael sent out small shadows to fetch him something to eat. He then slid onto one of the benches in the cafeteria and leaned back, waiting for his lunch to arrive. How much time do we have?
I'd say about 12 minutes.
Good, I'm starving.
What? And you think I'm not?
Sorry.
Well you should be. He smiled as he bickered with his other half, they had been spending the last few days improving their skills, and had created a schedual.
Though I stick with what I said befire, Schedules are for losers.
Oh yes, because wandering around aimlesly is so cool Rolling his eyes, he extended his arms as the shadows returned with his lunch.
And about bloodly time too. He heard in his mind.
The shadows dissapeared into the corner of the room, and Michael inspected the array of food in front of him.

He glanced up, then went back to sorting through his food. 'No, i'm happy. Very happy actually, just in a bit of a hurry.' He picked up a mall container of jello and made a face, looking ot her he offered it saying, 'Here want this?' He palced it on the table between them, then picked up a large turkey sandwich.

He shrugged, 'Wherever.'
I do hope you're just saying that so she won't follow us. I do hope you remember where we are going.
Don't worry, I do.
Rolling his eyes once again he siad, 'And what about you? Are you doing anything interesting today?'

Raising an eyebrow he said, 'The truth? What makes you think that isn't the truth? Maybe I just feel the need to get out.' He took a bite of his sandwhich, then said, 'And what about you? Are you telling me that your life is so boring that you have no hope of doing anything interesting today?'