Third Floor Common Room; Monday Morning [02/24].

[howareyanow]

To get in the spirit of the upcoming trip a little, Wayne decided to do a few things...different for breakfast that morning, after doing a little bit of research over the weekend and figuring there's be all sorts of fuss over him deviating from the typical fare as if he didn't ever do anything like that before.

Sure, sure, there were still all the usuals. You had to have pancakes 'cause they were the foundation of the tradition, and all the usual meats and eggs and potatoes and fruits, but he thought he'd also throw in a little tapsilog and some tortang giniling with pork in there, too.

Because, when you got right down to it, they weren't really that far from the stuff he'd traditionally make, anyway, just with a little bit of a touch of something new and interesting. Which was a thing he did, from time to time, it was just not anything he planned on getting too carried away with!

Just don't expect him to actually pronounce the names of the food properleh. He couldn't even get some English words right, after all.

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