Neva got shoved into the room from a hallway, "Alright! Ease up!" she said to the guard. The door shut behind her as she took a long look at the table. Her eyes almost glazed over when she saw all the foods, it definitely beat the crap she got in juvenile prison. She nearly sprinted towards the table, and she noticed that all the chairs were labeled. She looked for her chair and took a seat, almost shaking in her boots, so excited to eat all this wonderful food.

	She had realized she ignored the multiple other people in the room when she got off the euphoria of being fed real food. She turned to her right and a boy had sat down. Neva looked away, and then tried her best to restrain herself to not eat all the food.