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fandomhighdorms2021-05-24 04:33 am
white_oleander) wrote in fandomhighdorms2021-05-24 04:33 am
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Third Floor Common Room; Monday Morning [05/24].
Well. It was bound to happen eventually.
At some point in the night, or maybe it was early in the morning, she had no idea when these things actually happened, but the ingredients Astrid had gotten last night to make breakfast with this morning had all, somehow, been either transformed or replaced with nothing but boxes of Pop Tarts.
On the bright side, there was absolutely no lack in variety to the Pop Tarts, as it seemed every single flavor was present and accounted for, including the discontinued ones and some that clearly never made it to the market...at least not in this dimension.
Astrid might have been shocked by there being so many absurd varieties if it weren't for the fact that she actually worked in a grocery store and was already well aware of the excess of unnecessary flavor choices in certain brands.
(Looking at you, Oreo).
But...at least this made her job pretty easy today, and the clean-up would be a breeze, and there were even toaster strudels for anyone who wanted to feel a bit fancier about the whole thing, too.
[[ pop tart breakfast is open! ]]
At some point in the night, or maybe it was early in the morning, she had no idea when these things actually happened, but the ingredients Astrid had gotten last night to make breakfast with this morning had all, somehow, been either transformed or replaced with nothing but boxes of Pop Tarts.
On the bright side, there was absolutely no lack in variety to the Pop Tarts, as it seemed every single flavor was present and accounted for, including the discontinued ones and some that clearly never made it to the market...at least not in this dimension.
Astrid might have been shocked by there being so many absurd varieties if it weren't for the fact that she actually worked in a grocery store and was already well aware of the excess of unnecessary flavor choices in certain brands.
(Looking at you, Oreo).
But...at least this made her job pretty easy today, and the clean-up would be a breeze, and there were even toaster strudels for anyone who wanted to feel a bit fancier about the whole thing, too.
[[ pop tart breakfast is open! ]]
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She broke off a piece and popped into her mouth.
"Well," she said, "I hope he's a better teacher for you than I was."
Did Nina even remember that? Astrid did, although, admittedly, it had nothing to do with Nina or teaching her to drive that she did.
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Nina laughed, pushing herself up into a seated position.
"I do remember that!!!!!!!!!!!! Under the ocean in outer space!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
That had been fun, if not super educational.
"Dad's doing it the old-fashioned way, in a parking lot on the mainland!!!!!!!!!!! It's slower but, like, I'm having a lot of fun with it!!!!!!!!!!!"
She liked spending time with her dad.
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"That's probably much more effective than our way," Astrid grinned faintly. "That's pretty much how I learned, too."
Even if she definitely had not enjoyed spending time with Ron, but the times when Claire went with her, even though they weren't educational, were...nice.
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"Dad said that even when I can drive I'm not allowed to drive on the moon though," she noted. "Where's the fun in that??????????????"