Third Floor Common Room; Late Thursday Morning.
Chad lived his entire life with a soundtrack running through his head, so he was pretty oblivious to the phenominon playing through everyone's rooms today. For him, it was natural to wake up and immediately start hearing Styx or Gackt or mariachi music (which is what he got this morning). So he didn't think anything about it.
He did think that he needed some coffee and breakfast, and so he was the common room, doing just that, brewing up some of the life giving fuel and getting out supplies for Spanish omelettes. Of course he'll want to share if anyone else showed up. He might almost insist on it, as he cracked his eggs in time with the music he thought was just in his head as always.
"Ain't no song unheard,
No wise man's gonna bring me down..."
[[ it's a common room! It be open! ]]
He did think that he needed some coffee and breakfast, and so he was the common room, doing just that, brewing up some of the life giving fuel and getting out supplies for Spanish omelettes. Of course he'll want to share if anyone else showed up. He might almost insist on it, as he cracked his eggs in time with the music he thought was just in his head as always.
"Ain't no song unheard,
No wise man's gonna bring me down..."
[[ it's a common room! It be open! ]]