Third Floor Common Room; Monday Morning [08/31].

[howareyanow]

Wayne didn't get a chance to chat with many of the newbies on picnic day, meaning he didn't have many chances to let them know about Monday Morning Breakfast, but, hopefulleh, the breakfast would take care of letting them know itself through the power that was cooking aromas working its way through this school's odd kind of ventilation system. Or word would get around somehow. Or he'd just have a lot of leftovers for the week, and that was okay, too, though not exactly optimal.

Honestly, though, by Monday morning (though a bit of a later start than usual since he wound up with a class first period; that was hardly going to stop breakfast, though!), he was mostleh just feeling glad that, when he came into the common room, all the stuff he'd gotten for it was there and just the way he'd left them, there wasn't anything weird going on with any of the equipments or cupboards or dishes, no abundance of weird ingredients, no lurking gremlins, no nothing out of the ordinary....which was a little out of the ordinary, but Wayne, who was about 95% sure this island was going to try and fuck up the first Monday Morning Breakfast of a new semester, was not going to complain!


...not about that, anywhey!

[[ open breakfast is open! ]]

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[sparkinyou]

"Hey. Something smells good," Miles said walking into the common room. "Dude, are you making breakfast?"

[howareyanow]

"Can confirm!" said Wayne, glad to now know that the power of good old home cooking to draw in people confined to a general enclosed space was still in effect. He said this with an expert flip of a pancake before turning to the other boy and offering out a nod. "How are ya now? Fix you up a plate?"

[sparkinyou]

"I'm... good," Miles said taking a seat. "And I'm not going to turn down a free breakfast. That's pretty cool you're doing this for people. I'm Miles by the way."

[howareyanow]

"M'Wayne," he offered back, finishing up that pancake and reaching for a fresh plate. "What'd'ya like? I got pancakes, eggs, bacon, sausage, toast, fruit and oatmeal. Coffee's in the pot, juice in the fridge, you can help yerself to any of that."

[x_discospider_x]

Okay, so, despite the one small problem of his big sibling not actually being some mystical cat that was going to give him magical powers that also did not seem to understand the meaning of the word cool, this place not only had him setting up his room like a blanket fort out of respect for rooming with a hot girl and having one class on a Monday (and not even the first one, either!), so it still got major points, and the the fact that it smelled like breakfast in the morning? He was planning on staying in bed until his one class, which was about superheroes, but then he got hit with that bacon smell and practically floated down the hall as if it was leading him there by his nose.

"I knew I smelled food!" he declared proudly, honestly just glad that it was actually there and not just a figment of all his hopes and desires getting all up in his brain.

[howareyanow]

"Can confirm!" said Wayne, who was figguring...or almost hoping, really...that he'd be saying that a lot, and he did not mind, because someone actually liked when socializing came with rote phrases and responses that didn't require too much thinking about it because it was a little easier that way. He may have done a...slight double-take between Miles and this other kid who'd just come in with a slight furrowed brow, but then plowed right on ahead with his nod and his, "How are ya now? Fix you up a plate?"

[grayskollar]

Were Adora and her growling stomach following the delicious smells? Of course they were.

Was she kind of staring at Wayne sadly due to one of her many unresolved childhood traumas leading to issues with asking for food? Also, yes!

[howareyanow]

At least this wouldn't be the first time there'd been that particularly awkward presence at the door in response to the call of Monday morning breakfast and the (completely bewildering to Wayne, but there it was) reluctance to accept that it was fer everyone.

Wayne had a pretty healthy appetite, sure, but not that healthy.

So he looked over and gave the girl a nod. "Mornin'," he said. "How are ya now? Fix you up a plate?"

Look, if a greeting weren't broken, don't fix it.

[grayskollar]

Many, many unresolved childhood traumas, Wayne. Though luckily Adora's issues only extended to asking, enthusiastically accepting once offered on the other hand...

"Sure!" She hadn't actually teleported over to Wayne, but you could've been forgiven for thinking otherwise.

[x_discospider_x]

"Better now that there's food!" Troy answered, enthusiastically, moving in to scope out what he was about to stuff right into his face while his stomach made the unnecessary reminder that its was hungry by growling a little. "Hook me up! What you got?"

[howareyanow]

Wayne was just going to assume that meant he could use a bit more coffee, which he'd get to as soon as he'd set the new girl up with her breakfast.

"What'd'ya like?" he asked, before going off on the list of the usual suspects available fer consumption: "We got pancakes, eggs, bacon, sausage, toast, fruit, oatmeal...Coffee's in the pot, juice in the fridge, you can jus' help yerself that that."

[howareyanow]

What'd'ya like?" Wayne asked, and if any of the new students came out of this experience assuming Wayne was just some sort of breakfast-making automaton, none of them could really be blamed at this point, realleh. "There's pancakes, eggs, bacon, sausage, toast, fruit, oatmeal...Coffee's in the pot, juice in the fridge, you can jus' help yerself that that..."

[grayskollar]

"That sounds great, thanks," Adora said, heading over to the fridge.

No, she wasn't actually aware that her metabolism was a little frightening.

[snowdroplace]

She wasn't new, but she didn't think that Wayne would mind her showing up.

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

[howareyanow]

Well, Wayne had just watched little tiny Eleanor Shellstrop put away at least three not-exactly-stingy plates of pancakes in an astonishingly short amount of time just one week prior, so it may be a moment before Wayne caught onto anything disconcerting, and just dedicatedly went to fill up a plate with the typical Some-of-Everythihng special.

"One of the new kids, right?" he asked, once the plate was set and he went to pass it on over to. "M'Wayne."

[howareyanow]

Wayne would absolutely not mind Elli showin' up at all. Matter of fact, it was real good to see her.

"Elli!" He gave her the brusqueness of a Wayne-style cheerful greeting. "How are ya now?"

[x_discospider_x]

"Yes, yes, yes," Troy started, but then realized that was a lot of things in general and just shook his head a moment and waved his hand. "Just yes to all of that. That. Sounds. Awesome."

[x_discospider_x]

And once there was food in Troy's stomach, therefor taking care of one basic need, he could now focus on another one like socializing. Multitasking? Never really one of his strong suits.

"S'up, Miles?" he asked with a lift of his chin to the guy. "How's it going?"

It would be kind of interesting to see if his brain had managed to get a wrinkled as Troy's own since they last talked before the bus here.

[snowdroplace]

"I'm doing well, thank you," she said, smiling. "And yourself?"

[grayskollar]

Adora took the plate gratefully. She'd even figured out most of these foods looked like ones that required cutlery, so Wayne was spared the sight of her trying to eat it all barehanded. Okay, so she had wrapped the pancakes around the bacon and was using her fingers for that, but she was at least taking bites instead of just stuffing the whole thing in her mouth.

"Adora," she said between bites. "Yeah, guess I am."

[howareyanow]

Then there was the slight twitching of his squint, a small shake of his head, as if to clear it from a response that just didn't quite hit the landing right, but was still good enough, and better'n he'd get more often than not.

"Oh, not so bad!" He marched on with determination. "Fix you up a plate?"

[sparkinyou]

"Hey, Troy," Miles said giving him a grin. "I'm-"

That's a good question.

"Okay? I guess? I don't know. This whole place is different. At least my roommate and I are getting along so that's good. How about you?"

[sparkinyou]

"Wow. Okay, I'll just take some pancakes," Miles said cheerfully. "Thanks Wayne! It's nice to meet you. Where'd you learn to cook all this?"

[howareyanow]

Wayne s'posed there was a certain kind of...efficiency I'm that, at least? And tried not to squint too uncomfortably about it.

"Well, then," he said. "Welcome to Fandom, Adora. I do breakfast here every Monday morning, it's tradition," and you don't fuck with tradition!, "assumin' I'm able, anywhey."

[snowdroplace]

She was... unaware of anything she had to be sorry there, for messing up the script, alas.

"Yes, please," she said, with a glance around at the common room. "I see you've been successful in getting the new students to come to you."