Connor Farnon
Is this yours?
Mon Jul 23, 2018 14:53

It was early in the morning for Connor, who had taken to waking up later now that he wasn’t taking as many classes and didn’t always need to be up first thing. Of course, now that he’d added Defense Against the Dark Arts again there was more work to be done and more classes to go to, but assuring that Claudia wasn’t being harassed by Dade was worth it. Of course, Connor had found out just the day before from one of the girls in the fourth year that Dade had been held back and he there hadn’t actually been a need to worry, but nobody had told him that, which stung a little bit. Obviously he wasn’t on the best terms with Dade, given that his younger brother had viciously attacked Connor’s best friend, but that didn’t mean they weren’t related. If nothing else, their father ought to have told him.

‘Early’ was a relative term, and the Finer Diner was moderately busy. Connor found a table with toast and scrambled eggs and sat down, helping himself. He had found himself eating rather a lot in the past several months (he was in the middle of a growth spurt, he was fairly certain) but that didn’t mean that he wanted to extend his diet to include things that might upset his digestion. Breakfast meats were often very questionable and heavily spiced besides, which almost always disagreed with Connor. He much preferred to eat food that had consistent texture and flavour, and almost never varied in his breakfast diet. On occasion he would add some potatoes to his plate, but he almost always regretted that decision.

Using his wand and a teabag from a shallow bowl in the middle of the table, Connor poured himself a cup of tea and waited for it to steep. He wasn’t properly awake enough to greet the person who sat across from him diagonally when they did so - or even look up to see who it was - but their distance and silence indicated that they were experiencing similar morning symptoms.

With a screech, a large owl swooped over the table and dropped a parchment envelope next to the teabags, catching Connor’s mug with one taloned foot. Steaming water sloshed out of it and Connor hissed through his teeth, grabbing the envelope with one hand and siphoning the water up using the wand held in his other. He had already opened the envelope and read the first two lines of the letter when Connor realized that it was, in fact, addressed to someone else. Embarrassed, he shifted his hazel eyes off the letter and on to the other person at the table.

“I believe this is yours,” he said, a bit stiffly and followed by a yawn. “My apologies, it is still quite early in the morning.”

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      • That would be weird - Connor, Thu Jul 26 07:51
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        • If you don’t want it, I’ll take it - Nolan, Thu Jul 26 12:13
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          • It is yours, after all - Connor, Thu Jul 26 15:44
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            • Sharing is caring - Nolan, Thu Jul 26 19:23
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              • Not always true - Connor, Fri Jul 27 06:18
                Ugh it seemed like Nolan was fixated on Claudia, and that made Connor very uncomfortable. Obviously his friendship with Claudia was no longer exclusive - and it was Connor’s own fault - but he still... more
                • Sounds like a selfish answer - Nolan, Fri Jul 27 21:55
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                  • I don't want your germs! - Connor, Sat Jul 28 11:24
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                    • Excuse you, I’m clean - Nolan, Tue Jul 31 18:03
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                      • Have some hand sanitizer just in case - Connor, Wed Aug 1 13:54
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                        • Hard pass - Nolan, Sun Aug 5 23:36
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