Third Floor Common Room; Monday Morning [03/29].

[howareyanow]

Waste not, want not was definitely an adage that Wayne tried to live by as best he could, and he had no idea if all the containers of fried rice in the fridge that morning had to do with Sabine's excess take-out just the other deeey, or if this was a completely unrelated leftover incident, but he would have felt kind of bad if he just ignored it all and went on about making more food when there was already so much.

Thankfully, all you really had to do with something like fried rice is mebbe fry it up again for a few light minutes and crack an egg over it and you pert'near had breakfast ready to go.

So it was a good thing there were plenty of eggs to be had, too.

[[ open breakfast is open! ]]

Comments

[howareyanow]

Sabine, jus' fer that, you were getting such a squint and a little grumble, because y'wanna know who else asked more questions like that? Children. Kids. And Wayne didn't...uh, Wayne didn't much care fer kids, and questions like that was exactly why.

"Well, it is a bit dramatic," he allowed. "But it's jus' a saying, it's more concerned about being cute with alliteration and memorable that actual scenarios. But y'wanna know what? Wanna know what curious cat gets killed? The one curious about the coyote den, that cat's gonna be breakfast, lunch, or supper fer sure. Wanna know what cat's not gonna be dead but might wish he was? The one who's curious about that skunk hole and ends up skunked for his troubles, that's what cat."

[seriesofbaddecisions]

"That's not curiosity killing the cat, that's being naive and maybe dumb," she stated.

[howareyanow]

"Doesn't quite roll off the tongue as well," Wayne stated right back, "now, does it?"