When he finally finished his delicious steak, Jacob found he was barely sated. How was this possible?! He was a twig, and a single steak and a soda hadn't filled him. Huh, maybe this was a good sign. Again, Jacob couldn't help but chuckle a little. Nah, no way he was gonna start gaining weight. It didn't particularly matter, of course. He didn't need to gain any weight, and even if he tried, it probably wouldn't happen. Getting up, he made his way back to the food, grabbing a hamburger, making sure to put an ample amount of ketchup on the patty. He preferred his hamburgers heavy on the ketchup. Just a personal thing, really. He was hoping Mr. Hawthorne wouldn't take it as a personal offense. He just liked ketchup a lot. 

As he made his way back to his seat at the table, Jacob noticed something that chilled his blood. His towel. On the ground. He simply stood there for a few moments, Making his way over to the table, he hastily put the plate holding his burger down, scrambling to get the towel back. And then he stopped again. This was probably bad. He was making a big deal out of people seeing his back. His scar-ridden, ugly ugly back. Calmly wrapping the towel around his back, he sat down and quickly ate his burger. Okay, this was probably a good time to go get changed back into uniform. It might be hot, but risking another incident with his back was unacceptable. When he finished, he got up and returned to the locker room, making sure to throw out his plate on the way. And he was still a little hungry. 

While he was in the locker room, Jacob leaned against one of the lockers, sliding his way to the ground, laughing a bit. Why the hell was he laughing? He'd just exposed his oh-so beautiful back to the school. It was something he always dreaded doing, and he had good reason to. Sighing, he stood up and managed to dress himself in record time. It helped that his uniform was mostly prepared, since he'd already worn it before. 

Making his way back to the picnic, he felt a bit better now that his body was covered again. Making his way over to the only person he knew he could actually talk to regularly, Jacob took a seat, looking up at his new companion. "Hey there, Colonel Kirschenzweig. How was your summer? I haven't gotten to talk to you for a while. I kinda missed you." Kinda was an understatement, and he knew they were both aware of that. Forcing a lopsided smile, Jacob looked around at the picnic going on around them and sighed.