Rose was a short girl of about seventeen. She didn't normally eat with the other students in the cafeteria, preferring instead to grab something in the kitchen or something to take back to her own room.
But it was rib night, and those were worth having to deal with other people.
She looked over at the person next to her in line, realized it wasn't someone she recognized, and nodded briefly in greeting.
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