Third Floor Common Room, Sunday Morning

[vanillajello]

It had been a long, long fucking week for Kate Gregson. But she'd had a good newbie picnic, and she'd gotten an absolutely adorable new fake sib, and so today she was actually feeling pretty good about things.

Good enough to wander into the common room after waking up (still in the tank top and pyjama bottoms she'd slept in, but at least it wasn't shorts) to make breakfast to share with people. Nothing fancy, just a simple fruit salad. But there was enough for a lot of people.

And the rest of her chocolate coins were in a bowl on the table too. She'd missed a couple newbies yesterday and anyway, if she kept them in her room she'd just eat them all by herself.

At least here she was actually partaking of the fruit salad while lounging on a couch. Mmm, fruit salad and a lazy Sunday morning.

[ooc: Open common room is open!]

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[knowsnokungfu.livejournal.com]

Sunday was just not a day to get seriously dressed before wandering into the common room in search of breakfast. In Chuck's case, wearing just a t-shirt and shorts. Teenage boy, it was a miracle he was awake at all.

"You have some dedication to the welcoming thing," he commented, taking in all the fruit.

[vanillajello]

"Making up for being a cat the last time around," Kate said, though about half of that was mumbled around a spoonful of fruit salad. Manners were for someone else. Or some time that wasn't Sunday morning, anyway. "Hey, Chuck."

[notlikebobby.livejournal.com]

Jack's sleep schedule would soon be destroyed by his lack of timetable structure, but for now he was awake and dressed. He wasn't ready to show up in public in his sleep wear yet. He was all casual though with a t-shirt, track pants and running shoes. "Is there really food in here or do I have to find the cafeteria?"

[vanillajello]

"Well, I made some fruit salad that's meant to be shared," Kate replied helpfully, gesturing at the bowl on one of the tables. "And there should be like cereal and stuff in the cupboards you can just take."

[knowsnokungfu.livejournal.com]

"Right, as you have to around here," he joked, and proceeded to flop onto the nearest couch. The "Morning Kate," that came out a few seconds later was a little muffed by cushion.

[not_tylerdurden]

Oh, look, another half-awake, half-dressed teenage boy.

Calvin waved at Kate and glanced at the fruit before making a beeline for the cupboard to look for the Chocolate-Coated Sugar Bombs.

[notlikebobby.livejournal.com]

"You're a one person welcome wagon," Jack noted and went to help himself to the fruit salad. "Are you always this friendly or is the first weekend a special occasion?"

[notlikebobby.livejournal.com]

"You should see the welcome basket she made my brother. Dedicated is putting it lightly."

[notlikebobby.livejournal.com]

"Good morning to you too," Jack called.

[knowsnokungfu.livejournal.com]

"I can actually imagine," Chuck said with a laugh. "I got plied with chocolate my first day here. Guess whose fault that was." The gesture towards Kate was probably unnecessary at this point.

"And that was just for the luck of ending up on this floor. Not even a fake sibling."

[not_tylerdurden]

Discovering a fresh box of delicious sugary goodness, Calvin decided it was too much effort to actually find the bowls and milk and just started eating from the packet. "New kid?" he asked around a mouthful of something that claimed to be cereal.

[notlikebobby.livejournal.com]

"Hmm. Getting plied with chocolate. Does that make the third floor the best? Because I'm thinking it does."

[notlikebobby.livejournal.com]

"One of them. Either you're not, or you are and your superpower is sniffing out sugary cereal."

[not_tylerdurden]

Calvin considered it merely one of many. "I've been here a year. Totally know my way around." Except when parts of the island started disappearing, but that wasn't likely to happen again any time soon.

[notlikebobby.livejournal.com]

"The kitchens or the entire town?"

[knowsnokungfu.livejournal.com]

"So I'm told!" Again, mostly by Kate. "A year here and it's done me pretty well so far."

"You moved in yesterday?"

[not_tylerdurden]

"Both." Not that you actually wanted Calvin in your kitchen for anything more complicated than cold cereal.

[not_tylerdurden]

Calvin actually swallowed his mouthful of cereal before greeting Chuck, this was truly a great honour. "Hey."

[vanillajello]

"It's one of the mandatory things for a Fandom High student," Kate said solemnly, then gave him an amused glance. "Wow, you're totally looking like a morning person, there."

Said the girl sprawled on a couch of her own, looking like she was never getting up.

[notlikebobby.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, down the hall. 308. I'm still waiting on my chocolate, but I'll take fruit salad for now. I'm Jack."

[notlikebobby.livejournal.com]

"They have anything in those cupboards that doesn't have enough sugar to make a tiger comatose?"

[vanillajello]

"Well, I figure I'll fool you all into thinking I'm a nice person now," Kate joked, after a spoonful. "So when I'm a bitch the rest of the year you'll think it's just temporary."

[vanillajello]

"What's with all the dudes this morning?" Kate wondered with a wave of greeting. "I'm pretty sure some chicks live on this floor too."

[not_tylerdurden]

Calvin thought about it. "I think there's some pop-tarts." Those just made Hobbes kinda loopy.

[notlikebobby.livejournal.com]

"Lulling us all into a false sense of security. Devious. Between that and your talk of minions yesterday, I'm starting to think you're out to take over the world."