Esther looked around, a bit spooked out the quietness of the school. Their thoughts stayed clear of possibilities of it being haunted or they wouldn’t be able to sleep when it comes to it. Then again, would it be safe enough to sleep in a place infested with a bunch of kids with no supervision? [i]Eh, I’m sure I can find another hiding spot. If it comes down to it, maybe I can try the air vents. Those seem cozy.[/i] In mid thought, they looked at the walls. “I totally called it, punks are starting to graffiti up the place,” They said, pausing their steps to open up their messenger bag and rummaging inside. They pulled out a marker and figured why not. On a couple of lockers, they wrote in large caps, “BUTTS,” and couldn’t help but laugh at the childishness of it. Maybe they were going a tad mental from the lack of adults. Oh well.

The cafeteria was nearby and luckily wasn’t locked. [i]Oh man, that totally would have sucked. Maybe Duncan would have made a decent battering ram.[/i] Esther quickly went inside, not seeing other students around. “Hella. Think we should hoard food? Ya know, finders keepers thing?” They said, heading toward the kitchen and looking for something edible.