Ichigo wasn't much of a cook. It had always been one of his sisters who seemed to take the task upon them. He knew how to make breakfast however, enough not to burn the eggs or the bacon. The eggs were sizzling and he was going to have more than one stain on his t-shirt, but the food would be worth it. He might even be convinced to share if anyone
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Well. Not to socialize. Warren wasn't exactly the social sort. But to be out of his room, at least. That was something.
The coffee pot was the big draw into the second floor common room. If it wasn't for the coffee, he would have continued down the floors until he was outside and being out of his room well away from people.
"Hey," he grunted. "That coffee fair game?"
It was worth asking.
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He took a bite, and then made his way to the cupboards to scrounge for a mug or a plastic cup or something for the coffee. "You new here, too?"
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The best part was the smell of coffee on the weekends.
Anemone stuck her head around the door warily, her box of Sugar Bombs clutched tightly. "Hey, private party, or can anyone join in?"
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"Good morning, Ichigo. That smells really good."
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"Agnes, right?" he asked. "Feel free to grab whatever you want." He hadn't paid for it after all.
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She dropped a hurried curtsy to the boy who seemed to be cooking. "Is this for anyone?" she asked. "I'm afraid I don't live on this floor."
Better to get that out of the way early.
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"Dig in, everyone else is," he replied. "There's coffee too."
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She dropped him a curtsy at that.
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