Third Floor Common Room; Monday Morning [01/04].

[howareyanow]

Well, Wayne hadn't really gotten much of a chance to get the word out about Monday Morning Breakfast to any of the new kids, but, fuck, there were only four of them, and where word of mouth failed, it seemed this place had a good habit of spreading word of nose once things really got cooking. And he felt much less crunched for time now that he didn't have a first period class (or any class on Mondays, fuck!), so he coudl really enjoy just a good solid morning full of making food and feeding friends.

With it being the first MMB of the semester, he stuck with all the usual, often moddable classics, especially the pancakes and the bacon and the eggs and potatoes, but also some fruit for more healthfully minded, plenty of juice and milk in the fridge, and, of course, some good fucking coffee in the pot.

It was, after all, the most important meal of the day, especially when that day was Monday!

[[ open breakfast is oooopen! ]]

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[snowdroplace]

"I'm well, thank you!" she said, with a soft laugh. "And yourself?"

[howareyanow]

Oof. Swing and a miss! But she did seem to get at least a little tap on the ball there.

"Not so bad!" Wayne replied dutifully after the slightest twitch of his head, focusing instead on the task at hand. "Fix you up a plate?"

[snowdroplace]

"That would be lovely, please." Elli's smile widened. "Did you have a nice time back home?"

[howareyanow]

"Can confirm!" Wayne reported with pride. "There's no place like home fer the holidays!"

And, with that, and the expertise at which Wayne could now sufficiently fix a plate, Elli had a breakfast handed on over to her.

"How was yours?"

[snowdroplace]

"Oh, thank you!" Taking the plate with another smile, Elli had to agree with him. "And there really isn't anything like home for holidays, is there? Watching fireworks for the New Year anywhere else just isn't the same anywhere else."

[howareyanow]

"They always put out a good show at the res," Wayne agreed with a nod. "Interestin' that it's a tradition where your from, too, and that they lined up the way they did, New Years, what with yer calendar being all..."

Goofy.

"...diff'rent."

[snowdroplace]

Her calendar made perfect sense, Wayne.

"Well, it makes sense, doesn't it?" she said thoughtfully. "That the beginning-or the end-of a year would line up neatly?"

[howareyanow]

"...not mathematically, it doesn't," Wayne pointed out, after a moment of wondering if he should, which was a good sign that he thought well of Elli, that he'd considered not.

But thinking about it too hard was.going to make his head hurt.