Third Floor Common Room; Monday Morning [05/17].

[howareyanow]

There was, that morning, a low, disgruntled humming sound emiting from deep within the throat of the young, broad-shouldered man stooping slightly to peer into the refrigerator that seemed to no longer hold any of the fine produce and ingredients that he had picked up for Monday morning breakfast anymore, but instead held a lot less and nothing that seemed particularly appetising.

Least of all because Wayne got this distinct feeling that things had changed again, and, really, now, if you were going to be a weird island with things like aliens and talking cats and dogs and magic and whatever the fuck else, it seemed that the least you could do was just stay the same type of weird for a while instead of going and mixing it up and giving everyone fucking whiplash all the time. It just seemed impolite; get your shit together, island. Clean it up.

The cabinets didn't seem to fare much better, though he did find a few bags of potatoes and an exorbitant amount of potatoes (not very good potatoes, really, they were some of the saddest potatoes he'd ever seen, but they'd do) and canned gravy in there.

And if a good old Canadian country boy like himself couldn't make do with potatoes and gravy (and some mystery meat, too), well, then, he might as well just turn in his citizenship right now, pack up, and move on out to El-Laaaay to go eat tah-cos and go hiking, fuck.

[[ /monday spam! Open common room is open, it's breakfast, it's tradition noooooow!]]

Comments

[bookbeltof_love]

Nina huffed, just a little.

"Then, like, don't worry about me," she said.

It was weird, having people worry about her.

[chirpchirpchirp]

There was a long pause, there.

"You're telling me not to worry about you after you just spent how much time worrying about me? Nina, that's not fair."

[bookbeltof_love]

"I haven't even done anything worth being worried about for yet!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Nina protested.

[chirpchirpchirp]

"There are giant scorpions outside," Vette countered. "I think that warrants a little, 'be careful if you go out there,' no matter what anybody's done?"

What the heck, Nina?

[bookbeltof_love]

"I'm not a damsel in distress!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I don't need you and Prompto babying me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Was this a complete overreaction to her gang being worried about her? Yes, yes it was. But Nina had been brooding on how Prompto was all 'don't argue when I ask you to stay behind' for more than a day now and with Vette coming after her too……….

[chirpchirpchirp]

Vette was squinting even more.

"Okay? I'm really not the sort to baby anybody but Dozy, but you do you, Nina."

Theeee heck.

[bookbeltof_love]

Nina grumbled something that a lady should probably not say.

"Just remember that," she said, "and we'll be, like, fine."

[chirpchirpchirp]

Vette just kind of stared at her, and then spread her hands, continuing to give Nina her best, 'what the heck' face, before just shrugging, shaking her head, and popping another piece of mystery meat into her mouth.

"Sure thing, then."

Weirdo.

[bookbeltof_love]

Nina picked at her poutine sulkily for a moment before saying, grudgingly, "Prompto's got something he wants to talk to you about."

Well. 'Want' was a strong word.

"Gang secret."

[chirpchirpchirp]

Vette tilted her head a little at that.

"Okay... did he say when was a good time?"

And was everyone going to start acting weird on her, now?

[bookbeltof_love]

Just don't ask her to be safe and she was totally fine! Honest! Really!

And had definitely not clocked in some truly impressive research hours in the last twenty four hours. Honest.

"Nnnnnnnnnnnoooooo," Nina said, thinking of what he'd said about how things were fading on him, and added, "though probably sooner the better????????????"

Just in case too many things faded?

[chirpchirpchirp]

Vette frowned a little at that.

"... Is everything okay?"

Look, there was a lot of weird going on, here, between Nina's sudden weirdness about being able to handle herself and the segue into 'talk to Prompto soon.' She was going to make Vette worry just that much more.

[bookbeltof_love]

Nina squirmed at that question. Nina, who loved keeping secrets, squirmed.

"You're going to have to talk to him," she offered, apologetically. "I really…………. can't say………………."

[chirpchirpchirp]

Vette stared hard at Nina for a long moment in silence at that. Watched her squirm.

Felt her insides twist.

"Okay. Okay, I can do that. Soon."

[bookbeltof_love]

Nina's gaze dropped to her plate.

"Good," she said softly.

[chirpchirpchirp]

Vette stared down at her own plate for a few beats too long.

"Maybe I should go."

Panic alone for a bit before trying to figure out where to find Prompto.

[bookbeltof_love]

"Vette-----------"

Except that Nina really didn't know what to say.

[chirpchirpchirp]

Vette glanced up again, looking at her in silence for a long moment before shaking her head and making her way over toward the sink to rinse off her dishes.

It was fine, Nina.

She could take care of herself, too.