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fandomhighdorms2020-10-19 06:39 am
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Third Floor Common Room; Monday Morning [10/19].
Wayne had, very briefly, considered an attempt to incorperate all the candy that was just sitting around into his breakfast for that morning, and the fact that he'd even thought about it for a second bothered him a bit, that it was his natural impulse to just see what the island had given them and think about using it first and foremost before considering that candy didn't belong in breakfast!
There was definitely a disconsolate growl. This place was starting to make him 10-ply. Or at the very least, three.
So it was breakfast as normal, without any candy, although if anyone wanted to be spare parts enough to incorperate the candy into their breakfast themselves, they were more than welcome, though Wayne may personally, privately wish upon them that every piece they plucked out of those bowls would be black licorice, and they'd learn their lesson.
The pancakes may have taken on a certain mouse-eared shape, though. Whether or not that was done intentionally or by influence of the island, though, Wayne would never tell.
[[ open breakfast is open! ]]
There was definitely a disconsolate growl. This place was starting to make him 10-ply. Or at the very least, three.
So it was breakfast as normal, without any candy, although if anyone wanted to be spare parts enough to incorperate the candy into their breakfast themselves, they were more than welcome, though Wayne may personally, privately wish upon them that every piece they plucked out of those bowls would be black licorice, and they'd learn their lesson.
The pancakes may have taken on a certain mouse-eared shape, though. Whether or not that was done intentionally or by influence of the island, though, Wayne would never tell.
[[ open breakfast is open! ]]

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"Good morning!" Elli said cheerfully, as she wandered in. "Quiet day today, is it?"
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"Elli. How are ya now?"
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The disappointment there was gone, though, by the time he steadily moved onto the next part.
"Fix you up a plate?"
The plate was pretty much already fixed.
That wasn't the point.
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"Yes, please," Elli said. "And I'll help you with the dishes after."
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"Have a good trip?" he then asked.
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… Elli was only offering because neither Miles nor Nina were in the room today. She did not want to be involved in any argument about the matter.
"I did," she said, sounding a bit surprised at herself. "Except for the middle bit, where everything was..."
Doom? Despair? Abandoned?
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"I don't know that I would've survived," she admitted.
She would have. She'd just have been a sad, wet-tissue sort of Elli for a week.
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Not that he really believed in all that stuff.
Despite, you know, the very recent stay at a haunted theme park.
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It was, a little!
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So he thought it best to shift the conversation a little. "So's we can pretty much guess which park was yer least favorite," he noted. "So which would you say was your actual favorite?"
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"Disneyland, for myself," she said, beaming. "It was so fun and there was so much to do it was honestly quite dizzying! But I also really, really loved getting to see Legoland and how the children took to it."
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With a particular low point smack in the middle, but never mind that!
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"And you?" Elli asked. "What was your favourite?"
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The Parisians had loved it.
...really...