Third Floor Common Room, Thursday Afternoon
"Today is so slooow," Dante muttered. He dropped his phone on his face as he laid stretched out on the sofa. "Shitting hell."
Maybe he needed to go back to the room and take a nap. Or go knock on Isabela's door. Or... did he hear rustling?
He lifted the phone back off his eyes and found... several large stacks of waffles sitting on the coffee table. Some with whipped cream, some with chocolate, some with-- "Strawberries! Sweet!"
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Maybe he needed to go back to the room and take a nap. Or go knock on Isabela's door. Or... did he hear rustling?
He lifted the phone back off his eyes and found... several large stacks of waffles sitting on the coffee table. Some with whipped cream, some with chocolate, some with-- "Strawberries! Sweet!"
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