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fandomhighdorms2019-09-23 06:14 am
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3rd Floor Common Room, Monday Morning
Was Nina messing with tradition?
Nina was super messing with tradition!
Partly because she'd woken up early, confirmed that everyone was as they should be (and that Foomy was no longer… what… he'd been…) and then been unable to get back to sleep and partly because after last week's sprinkles, she'd decided that enough was enough and that clearly Wayne needed a break!
So she got to the common room first!
She was, after all, perfectly capable of making delicious and healthy pancakes and waffles, and sausage and bacon and scrambled eggs herself and cutting up fruit really took no effort at all and if it wasn't as fancy as Wayne's quiche, well, she was confident that it was at least tasty.
Out of consideration for what Tisarwat had told her about gloves and their properness, just in case the other girl showed up, Nina was cooking while wearing gloves. Not her pretty, fancy ones. But a simple black pair, ones that wouldn't show a stain too badly, if it came to that.
Nina hummed as she bopped along to a song only in her head.
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Nina was super messing with tradition!
Partly because she'd woken up early, confirmed that everyone was as they should be (and that Foomy was no longer… what… he'd been…) and then been unable to get back to sleep and partly because after last week's sprinkles, she'd decided that enough was enough and that clearly Wayne needed a break!
So she got to the common room first!
She was, after all, perfectly capable of making delicious and healthy pancakes and waffles, and sausage and bacon and scrambled eggs herself and cutting up fruit really took no effort at all and if it wasn't as fancy as Wayne's quiche, well, she was confident that it was at least tasty.
Out of consideration for what Tisarwat had told her about gloves and their properness, just in case the other girl showed up, Nina was cooking while wearing gloves. Not her pretty, fancy ones. But a simple black pair, ones that wouldn't show a stain too badly, if it came to that.
Nina hummed as she bopped along to a song only in her head.
[Tradition usurped with permission from

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"…………………. that's, like, the opposite of reassuring," Nina said, rather plaintively.
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Because Nina was super, super not going to miss out on a chance to spend time with Prompto's guys.
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Yet. She wasn't yet. She would be after she met him!
Nina dug out her phone.
"But, like, look at these three!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And they're coming for sure!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Bless.
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"But, oooooooooooh, he's cute!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Nina was easily sidetracked by pretty guys.
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"Right??????? But, like, it's kind of funny at the same time??????????????"
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