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Fifth Floor Common room, Sunday morning

Put on the heat, grab the eggs, crack 'em one handed.

Sunday morning crepes. Just like Granpere used to make. And presumably still did make.

The old undying bastard.

_{[[Open to everyone who enjoys a tasty crepe. Up early (for you) so I don't forget about it later.]]}

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River had appeared in the kitchen with two empty ice cream bowls. The smell of crepes was lovely and made her stomach rumble.

Pip waved to River. "Something to eat?" he asked.

"Yes please," River said, a wide grin spreading on her face as she watched the pancake.

"Alright then, a crepe for Miss River. Want anything on it?"

River thought for a moment. "Orange," she said.

Pip frowned at his ingredients. "Yes... I do indeed have orange. Your lucky day. I wasn't sure whether to get it or not yesterday."

River grinned at him. This was a good morning.

"Good morning, River."

"Morning!" River waved.

"How are you doing this grey day? And would you like some tea? I have the kettle on."

"Yes please," River said. Breakfast serve like this was really nice.

Walter poured her a cup of tea and set it down in front of her, placing the milk and sugar within her reach to let her flavor it to her preference.

"How have you been?"

River poured sugar in her tea. "I've been under the bed. You?"

"Not under the bed," Walter said, not showing any external reaction to her statement. "Was there something interesting under yours?"

"Space to be alone. So where were you?"

"Yesterday? My room, the basketball game, the park, and this room. It's hard to find space to be alone sometimes," he commiserated. "Are you alright?"

"I missed the cheerleading and basketball," River said, frowning. "But I needed alone-time. I'm good now."

"There will be more cheerleading and basketball. You'll have another chance. I'm glad you're feeling better now."

He had a sip of his tea. "I'm going to go jump off the roof in a little while."

River raised an eyebrow. "Isn't that something you do when you feel very bad?"

Walter shook his head. "No, that's something other people do when they feel very bad. I do it for fun because I won't get hurt."

"Oh. How come?" River has some idea ~~but her mun hasn't~~, but she knows it's rude to read people's minds, so she tries not to.

Walter held up his hand to show her the rings he wore on each finger. "Wires come out of these and I use them to control my fall. I can even do it for another person at the same time."

River tilted her head looking at the rings. "So I could try too?"

"Do you want to?" Walter asked, cocking his head at her. "Seras and Pippi are going to be up there, too."

A grin spread on River's face. "Yes. Very much."

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