Third Floor Common Room; Monday Morning [07/13].

[howareyanow]

Wayne didn't know everyone's feelings about turnips, really, but he was hardly one to refuse nice, fresh produce when it was available to him. Which meant that breakfast that morning was definitely a little turnip-heavy, but y'wanna know what? Weren't nothing wrong with a good turnip every once in a while.

The abundance of fruit on the island right now made for a good counterpoint to it, too, which meant more crepes because who didn't love a good crepe with some fresh fruit, although Wayne himself might be a little more likely to avoid it on account of the fact that it was summer and he really didn't trust a whole lot of randomly growing fruit on trees around here in the summer. But his little farmboy heart couldn't just let all that nice looking produce just go to waste.

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[mother_forker]

"Thanks Wayne, normally I would have said yes but there's way too many turnips around," Eleanor said happily. "So I'm just going to eat my turnip-free pastries which I purchased myself using some weird bells I found in my oversize pockets."

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"There's a ladder in my pockets too. I don't know what the fork is going on."