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Third Floor Common Room - Thursday Late Morning

Neil had been spending much of the break week holed up learning one of Shakespeare's comedic monologues. Now, having knocked his desk lamp off the desk for about the fifth time in so many hours, he'd decided to take it out into the common room, where he had a bit more room to bounce on the furniture as he ran the lines.

If he also happened to be cooking some bacon and making some toast while also receiting the lines, well ... he was getting to be fairly good at multi-tasking!

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Chad ~~who was just about to make a post of this exact time and place lol~~ was really making an honest attempt at that whole getting up early thing. He had to. Which explained why he was shuffling like the dead into the common room, groping around for the coffee maker.

He grunted a greeting to Neil, too, but wasn't quite awake enough to even tell what Neil was saying.

Neil grinned goodnaturedly over at the non morning person on his search for the elixer of non morning people everywhere.

He considered speaking in Bardspearian tongue but quickly reminded himself that Chad was a heck of a lot bigger than he was and that it was not nice to tease half awake individuals.

"Morning, Chad! Would you mayhap like some bacon and toast?"

...

Okay, a little bit of 'speak' snuck in there.

Precious coffee maker found, Chad clumsily got some of it brewing. The smell alone of the promised elixir was enough to improve his answer to Neil from an indistinguishable grunt to something that sounded astonishingly like a very rough 'yes, please.'

Adding some more bacon to the skillet Neil got it started to fry and then reached to add some multi-grain bread to the toaster.

Yes, this was his attempt to balance the harm of the bacon with the good of the toast.

"Did you have fun last night down at the beach?" He asked as he worked, figuring that sticking to 'yes or no' questions would be a good thing till Chad actually got the coffee into his system.

Even after it was in Chad's system, 'yes or no' was probably a good idea.

"Yeah," he grunted; it was hard to tell if he was just staring intently at the coffee machine to will it to brew faster or if he was falling back asleep, with that hair over his eyes like that. "You?"

"Oh yes. The fireworks display alone was worth it!" Neil exclaimed brightly as he finished up with Chad's breakfast and laid it out on a plate.

"Here you go."

Chad narrowed his eyes at the coffee machine. Was it just going to let Neil beat him like that in the offering of stuff?

...Guess so. Chad grunted, taking up the plate. "Thanks, Neil. Yeah. Those were some...fireworks."

Saying 'fireworks' took a little effort, not being quite past monosyllabic yet.

Neil peered at the coffee machine and wondered if maybe it needed a quick run through with some white vinegar to clean it out.

"They really were pretty," he agreed and then took pity on Chad and went for another 'yes or no' question. "Are you having a good summer?"

Neil had chosen wisely. Chad grinned a little. "Best summer ever," he said. "How's yours been?"

Oh, hey! Bacon! He thought he smelled bacon. He grabbed a piece, popped it into his mouth, and then rummaged through the cupboard for a mug. "Coffee?" he offered before he closed the cupboard so he could grab a mug for Neil, too.

There were signs of life!

"Please!" Neil said in response to the offer of coffee and he leaned his hip against the counter, making himself a little bacon sandwich.

"It's been really good actually. Much more relaxing than my summers usually are, even with Fandom weirdness cropping up now and again."

"Good," Chad nodded and then, yay, the coffee looked like it was finished so he pored himself a cup and Neil a cup, and handed it to him. After taking a moment to blow into the mug as if to cool the first sip (which never really actually worked), he took a drink and his shoulders settled with a happy sigh. "S'way too early."

Since Neil had actually been up long enough to have done a workout at the gym, shower and end up here, he sort of hid his grin behind the rim of his coffee mug.

"What has you up so early?"

"Gotta get ready," Chad said, his deep tone almost mournful. "Takin' an early morning workshop, so I have to train myself to not always sleep in until noon."

"Ahh," Neil said, not without understanding. Though he might already be conditioned into being an early riser he could symapthise with those who weren't of the morning bird nature, having to take early morning classes.

Mmmmm, coffee. And bacon. Mornings were shaping up to be not so bad at the moment.

"What'd you sign up for?" he asked after a moment of letting the breakfast work its awakening magic a little longer.

It took Neil a moment to recall exactly what it was he had signed up for.

"Let me think, Ethics, How to be a superhero and the one on blowing stuff up without losing a limb. I only did two last session and felt a bit like a slacker."

"Those sound fun," Chad commented.

"The blowing things up in particular. I've never been to a school that actively encourages mass destruction before, usually they were trying to discourage less than gentlemanly behavior."

Chad considered this for a moment, scratching the back of his head thoughtfully. "I think it's more," he said, "about encouraging safe mass destruction

"Safe mass destruction?" Neil said in a tone that indicated he wasn't entirely sure those three words fit together in any real context.

"Yeah, so you don't blow off an arm, like you said," Chad said, then looked at Neil, caught his tone, and frowned. "Hey, you're taking the class, not me."

"Meh, good point. Though I don't know if I got into yet."

"Good luck," Chad offered, sipping his coffee some more, deciding it had cooled enough, and then downed about half of it.

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