"Yep."  

The lines move pretty quickly, at least, given no one has to choose what they want- once Connie gets to the front of hers she puts in her token and gets a bag of kettle chips, crumbling with age.

"Okay, not that bad."  She shakes it.  "You hear stories, I was half expecting, like, one walnut."

Caio puts in his token and gets a packet of ramen noodles dated 1999. "...well, they might still be okay," he sighs.

"I guess... things don't age in the void, right?"  Connie offers dubiously.  "They might only be, like, functionally a couple years old?"

"And they're dry. Wouldn't really trust the spice packet though."

"Mm, yeah, that's probably got, like, oils and stuff."  She shakes her chips again.  "Come to think of it, so do these... guess I'll find out when I open them."

"Yeah, if they smell bad don't eat them, I guess. Tempting to try again but I should maybe save them for if I sleep through breakfast one day or something."

"Yeah- I wonder if things age in the vending machines?  If they do it wouldn't make a difference where you kept it, except it'd be more tempting in your room, but on the other hand then there could be stuff in there from- were they there when the school was built?  I feel like they didn't have vending machines in the 1800s?"

"The vending machine was added later but I don't know if they had them outside at that time either. Having it in your room is so you don't have to go out, if your hall has something nasty in it or whatever."

"Maybe that would explain why they don't have buttons, if they were inventing them from first principles.  Or maybe it's just so people don't stand there for twenty minutes getting jumped by mals while they go 'do I want the bottle labeled in Korean or the dubious granola bar'."

"Definitely the dubious granola bar."

"Mm... yeah, I'd probably go for that too.  Unless I could read Korean and see the date, I guess."

"I have a water condenser in my room so I'm more worried about having calories on hand than drinks."

"Oh, that's a good plan.  I brought four water jugs but I can only carry two at a time, one if I want a hand for stabbing things, so it's not really saving me trips in the long run, just in emergencies."

"I didn't actually think it was a very good use of weight but my parents insisted, one of them had a bad dehydration scare in school."

"Oof, yeah, that'd suck.  ...how much was it, if you don't mind my asking?  My jugs were a hair under eleven ounces all together."

"Nearly two kilos. But I'll be very hydrated, and I'm going to loan it out for some potions later in term."

"Nice, so it's also, uh, a reusable trade good.  Mine probably aren't going to last all the way till senior year, we tested out which brands were lightest and felt sturdiest but we didn't really have four years of daily use to go through after that, but I'm using them unevenly so I should have enough warning after the first one goes that I can find a replacement without it being urgent."

Oh no has she just admitted a weakness without needing to.  Probably it's balanced out by mentioning that she's planning ahead and intends to make clever trades?

"That's smart. I don't think a sturdy-feeling jug should break over four years? And you can try to reduce how often you use them by drinking plenty at mealtimes and whenever you wind up getting a shower or whatever."

"Well, they're only built to last from the truck to the store to the fridge, yeah?  So they could just be fine but I wouldn't want to count on it, plastic might degrade and that's if nothing steps on them trying to get to me anyway."

"Yeah. It's good you have four."

"Come to think of it, I should maybe not keep them all in a line... that might be borrowing trouble, though."  She absently goes to open her chips, but catches herself in time.  "Oh dang, that's going to be a hard habit to break, isn't it."

"Snacking? Not one of mine but I believe you."

"I mean, not like I'm gonna have to keep it in a drawer or anything!"  Connie clarifies hastily.  "Just like- here it is in my hand, I'm thinking about something else, clearly it must be for eating.  'M not used to carrying around single snackfoods not because I'm in the middle of eating them."

"Oh, yeah, that makes sense. It's not like it's an awful habit, anyway, not like picking at scabs or something."

"Yeah. Or chewing pens."