2nd Floor Common Room | Sunday Morning

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Now, like, she knew that Wayne would get his nose right out of joint if she tried taking over breakfast tomorrow but today, now, that was anyone's grab and she was up and at it bright and early, prepping all the food.

Because, sure, they'd been fed at the picnic yesterday but after the first night in a strange new place, well, who wouldn't want freshly made breakfast?

That was Nina's theory anyway.

She had the radio on, playing a bunch of pop songs that she hummed along with as she worked on setting out a spread truly worthy of the name breakfast.

Besides, like, it was a matter of pride since she was teaching cooking this semester…

For those who preferred lighter breakfasts, there was an assortment of yogurts and cereals and fruit that she'd cut neatly into pieces. She had a plethora of breakfast pastries (though those, at least, she'd obtained through a very early morning run to J,GoB) and was making bacon and sausages to go along with waffles, pancakes, and French toast…

It all smelled divine.

[So, so open!]