Nolan
How’s it hanging, broseph
Mon Apr 23, 2018 20:10
108.48.162.157

There were two open seats together at the counter, so Nolan and Caleb claimed those. A waitress with hair redder than Nolan’s gave them menus. Nolan pretended to look at the first page of his, which had the drink menu, but he already knew he was going to order the pecan pie milkshake. He skipped the page about appetizers, soups, and salads, and looked at the third page, which was sandwiches. That meatloaf one still looked really good, but maybe he should try something new…

“We don’t do the Santa thing anymore,” Nolan said as he considered the menu. He had grown out of getting presents from Santa years ago, but the Ramseys still decorated the house and gave each other gifts. Which really meant that Mom did all the shopping and then Nolan and Dad were surprised by the gifts that were signed from them. This year Nolan had apparently gotten new dragonhide gardening gloves for his mom and a set of gourmet cooking spices for his dad. “But we still do presents. The coolest thing I got was a charmed jackknife. The blade changes shape when you press the buttons on the side, so you can use it for pretty much anything you want.” Mostly he had used it for peeling apples. He didn’t have a whole lot of call for cutting things in his life. Nolan didn’t know what all of the knife settings were for yet, but he was pretty sure one attachment was meant for picking magical locks. It was definitely something he wouldn’t let Kaye steal from him.

His grandparents on the Cavanaugh side had given him a fancy quill and inks set, which seemed like kind of a lame gift, but when you wrote a lot it was nice to get new supplies. Grandfather and Grandmother Ramsey had given him new dress robes, which Nolan didn’t particularly want, but at least they were just plain black ones. Brightly-colored dress robes were only for girls, no matter how much his cousins said guys could pull them off.

“It was fine, just normal family stuff.” As normal as it was this year. “Christmas at my grandparents’ house and balls with the cousins. The usual. I think I’m actually kinda glad to be back here this time.” It was getting kind of stifling at home, the hours when he couldn’t be riding. Nolan shrugged and tried to decide if the club sandwich would be better than the meatloaf. “How ‘bout you? Anything you’re looking forward to this side of break?”

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    • How’s it hanging, broseph - Nolan, Mon Apr 23 20:10
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        • All good, pal - Nolan, Tue May 1 11:59
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          • Excellent, friend - Caleb , Wed May 9 12:43
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