Third Floor Common Room; Monday Morning [07/06].

[howareyanow]

When Wayne checked the weather for that day (even though his days of spending most of his time out chorin' around the farm were currently on hiatus, it was a habit that had yet to die out and probably never would because Wayne was an entity held together by habit and repetition), he saw it was going to start bein' a bit hot, so his breakfast that morning tended to trend on the lighter side of things. More fruits and juices, crepes instead of pancakes for the day, that kind of thing, because he firmly believed that not only was breakfast the most important meal of the day, but it was also important to match the breakfast to the sort of day you were going to have, if you could.

So far, though, everything seemed to be cooperating, even if he did seem to be a bit clumsy this morning, getting a bit of food on his shirt as he was cookin' things up that'll definitely have to be washed out soon, or else it might stain. And that'd be a shame, since this was one of his favorite flannels...

Sure, it looked almost exactly like his complete rainbow array of various flannels, except for the color and the exact pattern if you looked closely, but it was one of the nice ones...

[[ open breakfast is open! ]]

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[mother_forker]

And there was Eleanor, marching into the common room with her Egg McMooby muffin and planting herself down opposite the piles of well prepared food.

“Sup, cowboy?” She said talking with her mouth full. “Still feeding the masses?”

[howareyanow]

Now there was a face he hadn't been expecting to see that morning.

"Eleanor." He looked over after flipping a crepe, nodded. "How are ya now?"

But it was more rhetorical greeting than actual question. The actual question followed a beat later.

"Still turning down perfectly good breakfasts?"

[mother_forker]

"Well I didn't turn down the clerk at Mooby's for this perfectly fine rip off of a McDonald's breakfast sandwich," she said with a smirk. "So, the answer is no. I'm just turning down yours."

"As for how I'm doing? Great. Just got sucked back to the bizarre place by a super powered truant officer. Just thrilled to be here. Really. Then I tried to get back in my old room but didn't have a key so I slept in the ball pit upstairs."

[howareyanow]

Wayne was just going to take a moment to turn his gaze pointedly toward the couches, of which there were not only a few of here but also a few more of its ilk in every common room, and then that pointed gaze turned its focus on Eleanor for a moment.

"Yer spare parts, bud."

He sort of missed saying that, what with Nina and Prompto not around much anymore, either.

His attention turned back to the food. "But feel free to help yerself," he offered, "if you change yer mind."

[snowdroplace]

"Good morning!" Elli said, smiling as she wandered into the common room.

[howareyanow]

"Elli!" She was becoming one of the newest mostly-expected staples around breakfasttime by now, so naturally she got a greeting back that held a certain brusque cheerfulness that was distinctly Wayne's, as he reached almost impulsively for a plate that would soon be hers. "How are ya now?"

[snowdroplace]

"I'm well, thank you!" she said cheerfully. "And yourself?"

[howareyanow]

...good enough!

"Ohhhhh," Wayne gave the usual drawl in response, "not so bad! Fix you up a plate?"

You know, like the one in his hand that was pert'near already all fixed up?

[mother_forker]

"Yeah, yeah yeah," Eleanor replied waving her half eaten Mooby muffin at Elli. "Let's just clarify somthing: It's just morning. There's nothing good about it."

[snowdroplace]

Elli blinked, a bit taken aback.

"It's a lovely day out," she ventured. "Isn't that reason enough for it to be good?"

Sure, it was hot, but it was summer. That was to be expected.

[mother_forker]

"Meh. I have forking classes. In the summer," Eleanor complained. "What kind of bullshirt is that?"

[white_oleander]

Astrid managed to swing not having any workshops on Monday this session for a change, so she had plenty of time (and no excuses!) for skipping breakfast, coming in with her sketchbook under her arm, stifling a yawn, and meandering toward the coffee.

But not without offing a "Morning" to the room as a whole on her way.

[snowdroplace]

"Hello, Astrid!" Elli said, smiling at the sleepy picture her 'big sib' made.

[white_oleander]

"Hey, Elli." Astrid's smile didn't exactly match her little sib's, but there was still warmth there. "How's it going? Ready for another round of workshops?"

[snowdroplace]

"Yes! I'm looking forward to mine," she said. "Though they're not until later in the week. What are you taking this round?"

[mother_forker]

"Be careful," Eleanor warned the new girl. "If yer made of spare parts you might be judged by the cowboy cook over there."

[white_oleander]

Astrid couldn't help smirking a little at that assessment, glancing over at Wayne and his cooking and wondering if he'd be hearing this or of he'd care.

"Honestly?" she said as she glanced back at the other girl. "I'm pretty sure being judgey is just part of Wayne's genetic make up. You should have heard the rant he went on about tacos and hiking when I told him I was from L.A."

Which she did NOT pronounce as El-Ayyyy, as he seemed to insist was how she would say it.

But then her head tilted a little curiously at Eleanor, because she was now sure the face wasn't familiar.

"Are you new?"

Astrid knew she hadn't exactly been social since she got back, but she could at least recognize most people by sight now.

[howareyanow]

"Astrid." Wayne offered her a nod kn her way to the coffee. "How are ya now?"

[white_oleander]

"Wayne." Astrid smiled a little, nodding back, and lifting up her freshly poured mug of coffee. "Better, now. You?"

[handystand]

Okuyasu had one hundred percent just arrived back on the island and followed his nose directly into the common room.

"Oh hey, Wayne!" he greeted with a big smile. "You'll never guess where I've been!"

[howareyanow]

Wayne squinted at his long-lost roommate for a moment before proving him wrong by making a guess.

"Somewhere in Japan?"

It seemed as good a guess as any, realleh, and prob'ly a better guess than most.

[handystand]

"...that's actually a pretty good guess, and that's at least partially true," Okuyasu said, looking impressed. "But also I visited Italy! Jotaro sent me on another important mission to see about suspected Stand users. It was a nice place to visit!"

He looked all pleased with himself. "So what happened in the two weeks I was gone?"

He had no idea he'd been gone longer.

[scoffs_at_tradition]

"Coffee?" Shuri chirped hopefully.

[howareyanow]

"Coffee," Wayne confirmed, dutifully abandoning what he had been working on to grab a good size mug and pour some for her and offer it out.

"Shuri." He nodded. There might have been what could be generously classified as a small smile, which would be Wayne classified as a pleased grin. "How are ya now?"

[scoffs_at_tradition]

"Well, I didn't shower in lemonade this morning, so it's already better than yesterday," Shuri said, laughing. "And you?"