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Third Floor Common Room; Monday Morning [06/15].
Monday, June 15th, 2020 04:35 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
howareyanowAww....fuck.
There was a problem with breakfast. Wayne didn't like when there was a problem with breakfast, but at least the problem with breakfast usually involved the food being a bit different than he expected, be it in type of food or color or abundance of one thing over the other, but he'd yet to have a problem exactly like this before. And that was the problem that everything....pots, pans, plates, mugs, utentsils, bowls, everything...had been placed extremely high up, and far from any countertop that he could climb to reach it. Even the chairs seemed just a bit too short, leaving him to just look up at the ceiling where all the things were, and truly not appreciating this level of Monday morning shenanigans.
Fuck.
Someone might need to get a ladder.
[[ random breakfast is open! there might even eventually be some food? ]]
There was a problem with breakfast. Wayne didn't like when there was a problem with breakfast, but at least the problem with breakfast usually involved the food being a bit different than he expected, be it in type of food or color or abundance of one thing over the other, but he'd yet to have a problem exactly like this before. And that was the problem that everything....pots, pans, plates, mugs, utentsils, bowls, everything...had been placed extremely high up, and far from any countertop that he could climb to reach it. Even the chairs seemed just a bit too short, leaving him to just look up at the ceiling where all the things were, and truly not appreciating this level of Monday morning shenanigans.
Fuck.
Someone might need to get a ladder.
[[ random breakfast is open! there might even eventually be some food? ]]