Keeley scurried into the Great Hall, only slightly late, which, to be honest, is much better than usual. Wait- there was no food on the tables yet. Heh, nevermind, guess she wasn't late. The girl sat down at a random spot at the table, realizing how hungry she was. Urgh, her tummy was growling.

Growl growl.

Urgh. Adjusting her signature black fedora, Keeley started daydreaming of food. After all, not eating breakfast probably wasn't a wise decision. Whatever. There had to be something entertaining to do while she waited. Now, figuring it out is the tricky part..