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white_oleander) wrote2021-07-05 04:40 am
white_oleander) wrote2021-07-05 04:40 am
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Room 210, to Outside the Dorms, to....Not. Monday Morning [07/05].
It had happened again.
The food Astrid had picked up from the store yesterday to make breakfast with that morning was no where to be found, having been replaced yet again with boxes upon boxes upon boxes of Pop Tarts. Really, she was almost feeling like she should take it as a sign from the multiverse that it was just pointless to continue even doing these breakfasts anymore, but she'd had breakfast on her mind that morning, and people were apparently falling down holes, and so maybe those who weren't falling down holes just needed a good breakfast in these trying times.
So she called up the store to see about getting some ingredients sent over to the dorms instead, Pop Tarts be damned, though she frowned when the phone was answered.
"Apu? Is that you? You sound funny."
She braced herself from not only pissing Apu off by saying so, but also for that resulting in her not getting her food and being subject to a Plan C or just dealing with a Pop Tart breakfast again, but the person on the other end explained that this was a new delivery service they were using now! That didn't make Astrid feel any more confident about the situation, though. If anything, it was more suspicious, because Summer was usually really good about keeping everyone up to date on changes, but, also, she had been gone this weekend, maybe she hadn't had time to tell them? So she shrugged and said "Okay" and put in her order and agreed to meet them outside the school grounds in ten minutes.
Which meant that, of course, in ten minutes, Astrid was about to have a date with the very holes she'd been warned about.
[[ Establishy! You can see her in the hooooole~~ ]]
The food Astrid had picked up from the store yesterday to make breakfast with that morning was no where to be found, having been replaced yet again with boxes upon boxes upon boxes of Pop Tarts. Really, she was almost feeling like she should take it as a sign from the multiverse that it was just pointless to continue even doing these breakfasts anymore, but she'd had breakfast on her mind that morning, and people were apparently falling down holes, and so maybe those who weren't falling down holes just needed a good breakfast in these trying times.
So she called up the store to see about getting some ingredients sent over to the dorms instead, Pop Tarts be damned, though she frowned when the phone was answered.
"Apu? Is that you? You sound funny."
She braced herself from not only pissing Apu off by saying so, but also for that resulting in her not getting her food and being subject to a Plan C or just dealing with a Pop Tart breakfast again, but the person on the other end explained that this was a new delivery service they were using now! That didn't make Astrid feel any more confident about the situation, though. If anything, it was more suspicious, because Summer was usually really good about keeping everyone up to date on changes, but, also, she had been gone this weekend, maybe she hadn't had time to tell them? So she shrugged and said "Okay" and put in her order and agreed to meet them outside the school grounds in ten minutes.
Which meant that, of course, in ten minutes, Astrid was about to have a date with the very holes she'd been warned about.
[[ Establishy! You can see her in the hooooole~~ ]]