Fifth Floor Common Room, Sunday Morning

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It was Sunday morning, and after a week of largely handwavy moping about, Wesley woke up and felt like brunch was in order. And it seemed as though Fandom agreed with him, because by the time he was finished retrieving food he'd had delivered and preparing some himself, the end result was a quantity quite a bit larger than what he'd intended.

So -- brunch, then. There were caffeinated beverages, there was juice, there was moddable brunch-type food, and Wesley would just be sitting here and hoping that other people would show up because really, this was just ridiculous.

[[idk. i'm bored. open common room!]]