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fandomhighdorms2020-05-25 05:22 am
howareyanow) wrote in fandomhighdorms2020-05-25 05:22 am
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Third Floor Common Room; Monday Morning [05/25].
If it wasn't one thing, it was another, and it was always something with this place, wasn't it?
Because Wayne, in taking the time that morning to gather all his ingredients and get things all set up to do some major breakfast cooking for the start of another week, found himself glaring and squinting and growling into the open refrigerator.
"What happened," he declared, to no one in particular, because he was the only one there at the moment, nary even a gremlin to be found, "to all the orange juice?"
He was sure it had been there earlier that weekend when he checked to put together his breakfast shopping list, but now there was no sign of any of it, not even the rarely touched 'super extra chewy pulp' one.
Another rumble escaped him as he shook his head to show the refrigerator how much he disapproved of these OJ-related hijinks, closed the door, and got to cooking, soothing his disappointment a little with the reminded that at least it wasn't the coffee that'd gone and just up and left like that.
[[ idk. it's open!! ]]
Because Wayne, in taking the time that morning to gather all his ingredients and get things all set up to do some major breakfast cooking for the start of another week, found himself glaring and squinting and growling into the open refrigerator.
"What happened," he declared, to no one in particular, because he was the only one there at the moment, nary even a gremlin to be found, "to all the orange juice?"
He was sure it had been there earlier that weekend when he checked to put together his breakfast shopping list, but now there was no sign of any of it, not even the rarely touched 'super extra chewy pulp' one.
Another rumble escaped him as he shook his head to show the refrigerator how much he disapproved of these OJ-related hijinks, closed the door, and got to cooking, soothing his disappointment a little with the reminded that at least it wasn't the coffee that'd gone and just up and left like that.
[[ idk. it's open!! ]]