Raj's day was usually the exact same every single day. Wake up, go to class, go to lunch, more class, come back to his apartment and waste time with his best friend until he went to bed. And then he'd get up and repeat it all over again until the weekend, during which he'd just sit around in his pajamas doing nothing of importance. Every now and then he might hang out with one of his siblings, but mostly it was just him and his TV, day in and day out.
Which sounded like a rather lonely existence to some people, but he was completely content with it. He had his best friend and his siblings, so there wasn't much need for anything else. Sure, he desired more friends every now and then-- Josh couldn't be around all the time-- but it was a small complaint in his otherwise happy life. Things usually went without a hitch, unless he pissed someone off, which happened more times than he liked to admit.
Over time he'd learned to stay quiet. Now was no exception; he followed everyone in line until he was able to pile food onto his own plate, patient as always. The cafeteria was oddly crowded for summertime, though (he blamed it on all of the new freshmen), so it took a lot of searching to find a seat that was untaken, much less one that was secluded.
He ended up settling for a seat that was, at least, near someone solitary rather than a group of people. It toned down the awkwardness a little bit when they were both eating alone in the general vicinity of each other, he supposed. After adjusting himself in his seat, he raised the bun on his hamburger and peered at it for a moment.
"There's a lot of things in this," he said mostly to himself, "but meat is definitely not one of them." Shrugging to himself, he took a giant bite anyway.