Third Floor Common Room; Monday Morning [05/10].

[howareyanow]

If anything particularly different was going on outside right now, Wayne didn't know about it yet and he'd mostly convinced himself that he didn't care, because it was probably weird and he was just better off going about his day as normally as he could.

And that included the traditional Monday morning breakfast. This would be his third week in a row; he felt that made it an official tradition, and he had no intention of fucking with tradition. Since Vette missed it last week, crepes were back on the menu, with all the fixins, as well as the eggs and sausage and bacon and all that other good stuff as one might expect out of a nice breakfast like this.

Sure, there'd been that brunch yesterday and all, but who ever really got sick of breakfast food in the morning, anyway? Not anyone Wayne would likeleh want to know, that was for sure.

[[ he is a creature of habit, through and through. Open! Breakfast is seeerved! ]]

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[bookbeltof_love]

"Well," Nina said slowly, "there's, like, the three of us, right????????????? So we should probably look up symbols for that????????????????"

Or did Sidon also count in their gang?

[chirpchirpchirp]

Sidon was great! And was close to all three of them!

But was probably not part of the gang via quite the same avenues. And where would he put the patch?

"Symbols for three of something? Is there something we all have in common, maybe?"

[bookbeltof_love]

"We all have terrible abandonment problems?????????????????"

Yes, Nina said that in a low, low voice so that Wayne wouldn't hear.

[chirpchirpchirp]

Vette laughed and gave Nina a little, playful shove at that.

Because too real, Nina.

"Three teardrops because all three of us are ridiculous walking sob stories," she added, equally quiet.

[bookbeltof_love]

"Oh my gooooooooooosh, Veeeeeeeeeeeetteeeeeeeeeee," Nina hissed, "we don't need to be constantly reminded of that!"

[chirpchirpchirp]

"Like we'd ever forget anyway," Vette pointed out. And then she leaned her head back, thoughtfully. "Something with three parts, connected," she ventured. "Maybe all three supporting one another, or keeping the other parts anchored somehow."

[bookbeltof_love]

"Something that can't ever be broken," Nina said quietly, digging out her phone to see if Google had any designs that appealed. "Did you know that three-legged stools are steadier than four-legged ones???????"

[chirpchirpchirp]

"I... did not know that," Vette admitted, blinking. "But cantina stools where I'm from usually just have one central support."

... Vette, don't spoil this.

[bookbeltof_love]

Nina laughed, not looking up from her phone.

"No, it's like, been mathematically proven that three-legged stools and tables, things like that, when built to have three legs are the most stable!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I read an article about it, one night?????????????"

She read a lot of random articles, sorry-not-sorry.

[chirpchirpchirp]

"Huh... Weird," Vette replied. "Imagine needing more than one leg for a stool..."

Really, Vette? Really?

Or maybe she was just teasing, now.

[bookbeltof_love]

"Oh my gooooosh, Vetteeeeeeeeeeeeeee," Nina said, leaning into her. "What do you, like, think about this as, like, a base????????????????"

[chirpchirpchirp]

Vette considered it for a moment, and then nodded.

"Tentatively, I like it," she decided. "But we're running it by Prompto and getting his input before we put anything in stone, okay? Maybe he'd like to add something, you know?"

[bookbeltof_love]

"It would, like, be pretty rude to not ask his opinion," Nina conceded thoughtfully. "Do you, like, want to try dragging him out of his funk or should I?????????? He seemed weird when I texted him this morning to see if he was back to normal????????????"

Not weird enough to go crashing his door down to poke at him, but weird enough that Nina was totally willing to jump to the conclusion that he needed a friend, sure.

[chirpchirpchirp]

Vette considered that for a moment.

"Well, I did promise him that I was going to pester him so much he'd be sick of me," she mused. "I can see how he's holding up after his stint of being beardy, maybe try to corner him somewhere sometime soon... Doesn't mean you can't, too. We can tag-team friend him."

[bookbeltof_love]

"I wasn't, like, planning to leave him all to you," Nina noted, making a face at Vette. "But, like, he was super weird about me over the weekend. It might be best if you made first contact???????????? Or if we, like, ambushed him with a tag-team hug?????????????"

[chirpchirpchirp]

"Ooooh, group hug," Vette replied, smiling. "I like that."

And... hopefully he would, too?

Maybe?

"Probably best to not worry too much about weekend stuff," said the girl who hadn't had a weekend at all. "I mean, anything can happen in the future, right? Let's just make the best now we can."

[bookbeltof_love]

"And we can make a great now," Nina said enthusiastically. "Let's plan a group hug, ambush him with that, and see what he thinks about our gang patch idea???????????????"

Look, literally everyone had been weird about seeing her. Nina wasn't going to think too hard about that.

[chirpchirpchirp]

"Hugs and patches," Vette agreed. "Hugs and patches, and then we go from there."

What else could they do?