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[tsundeargodwhy]

[today in camp around the breakfast hour, there's a young man sitting in the mess hall faceplanted into his food

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[tsundeargodwhy]

Nnngh . . .

[the poor scrambled eggs]

[tsundeargodwhy]

Dreams, it seems . . .

[tripleteaming]

*has his head down on his folded arms; the dragons are apparently dozing*

Mmph?

[tsundeargodwhy]

Mmmgnh . . .

[tripleteaming]

*...peeks over. Ururun leans down and tugs bacon off Konatsu's plate, without bothering to open his eyes.*

[tsundeargodwhy]

[noo my forehead bacon]

[doesn't seem to notice]

[necessaryevil]

*is sipping tea, seeming pretty calm and generally not exhausted*

[tsundeargodwhy]

[damn you ninjas]

[snoring into his eggs]

[necessaryevil]

Those make a poor pillow, don't they?

[tsundeargodwhy]

[sits up abruptly]

Ah-n-no they're-they're eggs.

[eggs on his face]

[brownunder]

[sitting tiredly nearby]

Maybe you should go back to bed...

[tsundeargodwhy]

Ah-[sits up, toast stuck to his face] No I-I can-just . . . i-it's just that I need more tea.

[brownunder]

A-are you sure?

A-ah, you have some... toast on your face.

[tsundeargodwhy]

I-y-yes-I'm aware . . .

[wiping it off now]

[a_mighty_oak]

[pushing another cup of tea in his direction]

Kooooonaaaaaatsuuuuuuu.

[tsundeargodwhy]

[mumbles something into his eggs that might be "Thank you Shuri"]

[a_mighty_oak]

If you're not going to eat your food you don't have to ruin it...

[tsundeargodwhy]

[pushes himself put of it, reaching for the tea]

It-will be eaten . . .