Andrew was already one of the most muscular guys at the whole school, which made his choice of meal John's obvious interest. Namely, in terms of what such a meal would do to a subject as already masculine and powerful as Andrew.
Out of all the students indeed, with even the Football Team included, few were as tall and strong as Andrew. Coal colored hair crowning a powerfully structured, broad face with a good lantern jaw developing, slight cleft included, Andrew was the leading campus bodybuilder. At 220 lbs and six foot three inches tall, it was clear that Andrew was well developed from the word go. He wore a loose red stringer shirt that showed off his build adeptly well, a pair of jeans so tight fit John swore you could see every dimple in the eighteen year old's ass.
The bodybuilder's blue eyes drew in a lot of interest, being deep and somewhat icy blue.
So John now had to wonder what would happen from this starting point what with the choice Andrew made to eat 10 chicken wings, 4 slices of beef, a plate with a chicken salad on it, and a few slices of smoked ham. At that kind of meal, John could only imagine what sort of growth Andrew would end up going through. If anything too drastic happened, he had the Chronivac on hand, so he knew he had a way out.
But still, he oh so desired to watch. First though a test to go forward...
He "happened" to pass by Andrew's table and commented on his meal, "Wow, you are...really gonna eat all that?"
"Oh yeah," Andrew said with a cocky smirk, "Gotta pile on the protein if I'm gonna..." He flexed an arm and displayed his muscular strength, "...get them gains!"
John idly commented on how muscular and powerful Andrew was, "You'd think with a build like yours you'd be on the football team or something..."
Andrew visibly scoffed, and chuckled a little, picking up one of his chicken wings, "You'd think that, but it's more complicated than that. I'm just not into those kinds'a sports. Not my thing. I'm just into building up my body. I see it as my art form. My expression. Y'know?"
John nodded, wanting Andrew to go ahead and eat already, "Yeah...yeah, I get you..." As John stepped off to the side, he watched as Andrew started the process of eating that gigantic meal in front of him...