Breakfast time~

[rey_de_siestas]

Participants: Antonio and whoever wants a churro
Can people just hop in? That's kind of the point XD
Where: Break room
When: Morning, after work starts but still technically breakfast time
What: Antonio brings Churros for breakfast. Deliciousness ensues.
Summary: After getting too little sleep thanks to his churro-cooking binge the night before,

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H-how did you know what I was craving? TAT

[lovino_vargas]

Lovino sauntered groggily down the halls towards the break room. It was morning and he needed his coffee. Whether or not Ludwig would penalize him for being late to his cubicle, he couldn't care less. The damn bastard was probably too busy with his dumb boss-man things to notice anyone else, anyway.

He shook his head and tried to find happy thoughts. Puppies. Kittens. Turtles. Cinnamon.... wait, what?

Sniff.

Definitely cinnamon.

The Italian followed the curiously appetizing smell to the break room, which seemed to be it's source, conveniently.

"What smells so good...?"

Re: Spain is a mind-reader! :o *munches on yummy churros*

[win_dude]

...Seriously, it was the hugest crane fly he had ever seen.

It scrambled pathetically against the unforgiving slats of the blinds, ridiculously long legs bending unnaturally against the white fabric, its thin wings clicking as they struggled to keep the monstrosity upright. It almost writhed as it dragged itself to the edge of the window ledge, fighting to reach the pane's glass, as large as the crystal ball paperweight he'd bought last year as a joke for Bjorn and somehow ended up keeping himself.

Freaking hugeHe watched it with slight morbid fascination from the comfortable slouch of his office chair, bouncing himself idly with the foot he'd balanced on the edge of his cabinet as he drew in the horrified shudders of passing secretaries. He couldn't help it: he swore, he'd never seen one so large. It was creepy, in an awesome kind of way, with the way its antenna flicked out before it like two creeping tongues - but still, it was a heck of an impressive bug, a full twice the size of the usual 'fly. He basked in the reactions of

Here's some boobies to break up this sausa--errr...churro fest?

[la_chica_linda]

Leticia didn't get it. How could she sleep through her alarm? She set it so she had plenty of time in the morning to eat breakfast, get dressed, and do a few other things without having to rush out the door in the morning. But when she woke up, she found herself with barely enough time to get dressed, brush her teeth, and race out the door to catch the subway. She had made it to work with a little time to spare, even, and was actually quite proud of herself. But it wasn't long before Leti's stomach began to protest and forcefully remin her that she didn't have breakfast this morning. She was able to fight it off for a while but she finally gave up and snuck away from her cubicle to grab something from the vending machines down in the break room. She was starving

Annnnnnd GO. 8D

[lovino_vargas]

Lovino, having found the coffee pot as a sort of sanctuary from the crowd, began pouring himself wonderous coffee in one of the company's cheap paper coffee cups.

Looking out at the large group of people, he noticed Feliciano and gave a short wave.

"I wonder if he even sees me in this mess..."

XD

[pastaitalia]

Feliciano looked around, he'd lost Lovino in this mess... it was starting to get a little scary, being alone in this group. Sure, he knew a couple of people but there were more he didn't know, and... he just wanted to see his brother. It was enough to bring out the five-year-old in him and he bit down on his bottom lip nervously.

You came in here for coffee... go get your coffee. Maybe one of those wondrous churros... and get back to work. With that internal chiding, he walked over to the coffee machine only to be met with the one person he really wanted to see in this mess. "Lovino!" he cried happily and bounded over, refraining from hugging the man- he knew hot coffee on skin hurt, and he didn't want to mess up his brother's suit. He'd hug him after he set the coffee down.

-stares-

[ispeakfine]

Elbow kept off the counter, Berwald changed his stance as he saw someone head in his general direction. Moving to the side, he watched the one he knew as Lovino pouring coffee into a cup. Mug kept over his mouth, his expression kept deadpan as he heard the twin mutter something while waving.

Then he almost tensed, seeing Feliciano poke his head out of the mob of people around the smell of cinnamon. Inwardly he grew wary and moved back a few more steps, taking another sip of the caffeinated beverage- the other twin looked like he was about to jump onto his brother in addition to greeting him.

He didn't and Berwald's shoulders slumped a few inches- thank goodness that hadn't happened. Leaning back so his lower half was supported by the counter, he resumed back to finishing his drink, intent on getting out before anyone tried conversation with him.

-stares back-

[french_for_fame]

Francis found it more difficult to breathe in an increasingly congested room. He sifted off to the side cradling his second, most precious, churro. Away from the mass of bodies, he felt the cold fresh air clear his lungs of the sweat moistened, office smelling air that surrounded Antonio's snacks.

He expelled that heavy air from his chest and rest against the counter with his still half-filled cup of coffee and churro. Ah, shit. He hadn't filled up his cup...and now the coffee was all cold.

He looked to his right and there, around the coffee table were three people that he recognized: Berwald, Lovino, and Feliciano.

A slightly wicked grin crossed his face when he got a glimpse of Romano's nice ass. Ahh, those days in college were so enjoyable. And, without a thought more, he approached feeling welcomed to the slightly crowded coffee corner.

"'Allo, mes chers!" he chuckled.

[furchterregend]

“Because then your dreams would be worth having!” Cackling, he nudged Francis in the arm before watching with undisguised hilarity at Lovino’s reaction which Francis procured. There was one good thing about the grumpy Italian twin - instant entertainment.

Gilbert laughed happily as he returned the hug Feliciano gave him enthusiastically. It was shaping up to be an awesome day so far - he should take more breaks, since it meant more awesome stuff happening.

“Haha, unfortunately! One good thing is that you get to see me again!” Gilbert smirked, barely keeping himself from bouncing due to enthusiastic glee. “Saturday good for you?”

[pastaitalia]

"This is true!" Feliciano smiled, bouncing a little on the balls of his feet. The sugar was going to make him so annoying today... but at the moment he had his brother and Gilbert and he was giddy as a kid in a candy shop with 100 bucks in hand. If he'd known that he'd run into so many people here he'd start coming to the break room more often.

"Sure, Saturday's great!" he smiled happily, switching his grip from Gilbert to Lovino. He hadn't hugged his brother in a good five minutes, he was overdue.

[lovino_vargas]

Lovino was startled from his drifting attention by warm arms around around his torso. He looked down from the ceiling and got a face-full of Feliciano's hair. He frowned, pretending to be annoyed by his brother's antics, but in all honesty, he enjoyed it. Feli was really special to him, so this kind of thing was always nice.

"Aaaah, get offa me, you goof." He extracted Feliciano's arms from himself and gave his brother a nice hair-ruffling.

In actuality, Lovino had been listening in on Gilbert and Feliciano's conversation. Not that he couldn't. He was right there, after all. It was making him seethe a little on the inside, that his precious little brother might fall into the hands of that person right under his nose. He wasn't making too much of a fuss about it now. No, that would blow his cover if he decided to crash their date...

His stomach growled... he really should have grabbed one of those churros.

[furchterregend]

Ah, Feliciano was so cute~

"Awesome! Noon at the mall, then." Gilbert could barely keep himself from crowing. It didn't even occur to him to check if the time was alright with the Italian.