Third Floor Common Room; Monday Morning [12/21].

[howareyanow]

Wayne was planning up a trip back home for the holiday and change since he had the time and the resources, but he figured he'd work his plans around squeezing in one more Monday Morning Breakfast for the year before he hopped back north of the border until the next semester. With that in mind, and also the fact that it was pretty clear skies after that nice little bit of tom fuckery last week, and there were no classes he needed to get to, you better believe Wayne went all out with the breakfast that morning, with all the usual staples.

He considered doing a little bit of Christmas spin on the pancakes, but he figgured everyone'd had enough of that sort of thing fer a while now!

Either way, it was Monday, there was breakfast, everything was nice and back to normal, jus' as it should be, and so Wayne was...mostleh content.

Jus' so's long as he didn't think too much on the snowmobile. At least it hadn't been lost in vain.

[[ and open breakfast is of course open! ]]