Third Floor Common Room; Monday Morning [06/22].
Monday, June 22nd, 2020 05:19 amNo kitchen utensils and pots and pans all up on the ceiling. No everything turning into pizza. No weird colored food or blue milk (save for the little bit kept around for those who were into that sport of thing). Just a nice, normal breakfast, the way God (and Wayne) intended.
And, fuck, it was nice to have a good, normal breakfast around here.
At least nice and normal for the time being, but, realleh, that was all anyone could hope for 'round here. So Wayne got to work, got to cooking, and got to getting the week going right.
[[ and open breakfast is open! ]]
And, fuck, it was nice to have a good, normal breakfast around here.
At least nice and normal for the time being, but, realleh, that was all anyone could hope for 'round here. So Wayne got to work, got to cooking, and got to getting the week going right.
[[ and open breakfast is open! ]]