Room 312; Saturday Morning.

[senor_chado]

On the bed, cuddled up next to a blonde haired boy, was a cup of tea in a mug with a tiger on it. Of course, the tea did not think there was anything amiss with this, probably because the tea was not sentient. It was just tea, warm and refreshing, with respectable amounts of caffeine, sitting in its happy tea existence in a slightly chincy, still amusingly decorated container.

Mmmmm. Tea.

[[ for the unfortunately unchanged boyfriend and the roommate if she wants. ]]

[[ Chad has turned into a cup of tea, because his nickname is based on a bad joke about tea. The tiger mug comes from the fact that tora is Japanese for tiger. ]]