Exiting the Dining Hall, Max spooned a mouthful of Potatoes Au Gratin into his mouth from the small, plastic take-away container he carried. He'd slipped a fifty to the staff member who'd given him the food in order to make sure they kept some of the leftovers for him when lunch and dinner arrived with the added promise that they'd have a lasagna ready for him that evening.
Max had an unspoken agreement with the Dining Hall staff. School policy dictated that all leftovers be dumped out after each meal. Max, however, would 'buy' some of the leftovers, making them his property. The staff would save him some for later and they could take home whatever he didn't eat. He knew the head chef's son loved lasagna, so Max made sure to ask for it at least once a week. It certainly made more sense to him than wasting it all.

As the announcement came over the speakers calling for assembly, Max was already making his way around to the front entrance, taking his time to eat. Most of the student were making their way in, a mixture of the ultra-elite and the obviously orphaned. Max found himself walking behind a group of girls, falling alongside a redheaded girl and a blonde haired boy with an old drawstring bag, clearly a couple of the orphans.
Throwing his dirty, plastic spoon into a trash can as he passed, he replaced the lid on his food and pulled another plastic spoon out of his pocket. He never could finish this many potatoes in one sitting and he was mostly full at this point.

[B]"Hey,"[/B] Max said, tapping the blonde haired boy on the shoulder, [B]"I'm full and don't wanna waste this. You want it?"[/B] he asked, offering the container to the stranger. There was no hint of pity in his voice, just sincerity. Max legitimately did not want the food to go to waste and he knew he had a bad habit of taking more than he could eat.