Wednesday Morning, 4th Floor Common Room

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

John's tossing and turning, and wakes up early. 7 am early.

So with nothing to do, he decides to take over the common room, cook a bit of breakfast, and wait for Gwynn to spend some quality time with his babymama and his slightly round lovechild. He may have a wee!tiny dirt bike made for the occasion.

There are leftover pancakes, and there is bacon to be made! Open like a common room!

[ooc: going to bed now. will ping in the morning. mod the food]

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[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

Billy's always an early riser. Well not quite always in the last month or two, but today is one of those days. Before heading off for his morning run, he stopped in the common room to see about a slight pick me up.

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

JOhn waves a full forkload and gestures to the pancake stack. Syrup's over there.

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

Billy waved too, and was glad he'd taken to carrying the rest of the cards (http://www.cafepress.com/opheliasart.14916967) he needed to hand out, with him.

"Oh, hey, Merry Christmas."

Inside was written:

"Uh, it, it was turning into a troll."

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"Oh, thanks, man! Um. Your card is in the mail. Or, um. I could give you a gift bottle?"
John does in no way smirk at the trollcard.

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

"Hey dont' worry about it. I'm just trying to stave off the humbugs."

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"Oh. Then, uh, mayhaps my gift wouldn't help. It might make humbugs worse, or at least inebriated. I could give you a gift certificate for a free leg tuneup?"

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

Billy smiled slightly. "Yeah I don't drink but thanks. Gift certificate might be cool."

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"Can do. Uh. I'd reccommend Aggie or myself. And maybe not Agatha, unless you want a laser leg or a leg that's semisenient." John? Smirk.

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

"probably could do without a semi sentient leg."