Three years in college was about as long as it had taken for Haley to truly appreciate the Campus Life Center’s meal plan.
For a girl who abdicated employment in order to focus on her academic career with little disposable income, the Commuter’s plan was just about the best thing that USCU had to offer. It took about seven dollars to get in, and they provided a wide berth of entrees to choose from complete with sides and desserts. There was nothing but ethics and the lingering sensation of guilt stopping her from loading up her tray, stuffing her face, and then getting back in line to grab seconds. They couldn’t make her pay again—and it was much cheaper than eating into the spending money that her mom gave her.
They started her off with a paltry fifty bucks at the beginning of every semester, and combined with what her mom pitched in (“because I know sometimes you get hungry on campus!”) Haley had started every semester with one hundred big ones to play around with. That was almost three weeks of lunching without limits!
The only evidence that Haley had helped herself was the odd crumb or splash of sauce left on the table. As long as she kept her tray, she could keep going back and back and back…
Usually those three weeks lasted longer—but what the hell, it was her last year.
“Courtney!” Haley burped, waving one thick arm in the air over her head, “M’over here!”
Haley and Courtney had continued their friendship well into Senior year, owing to a mutual major and appreciation for local cuisine. They spent most of their undergrad years squeezed into booths around town or parked on Haley’s mom’s couch. Usually they waited to eat lunch together.
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