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For a hungry young man, the smell of bacon, fresh bread, cooked eggs and more wafting from the cafeteria is sure to lift any grumpy mood brought on by an obnoxiously flirtatious daughter of Dionysus. Cooked breakfast was a tradition in the Darrow household. Every year when he came back from school his mother would make him a spread of breakfast food that anyone would be jealous of. Perhaps it didn’t have quite the variety that Aeonis’ cafeteria did, but his mother made it for him with love and that was a definite advantage.

As his feet carried him towards the ever so tempting smells, a buzzing in his pocket make his steps falter. His cellphone is pulled from his pocket and swiped open, revealing a message from Marilyn. He stops walking to reply, quickly typing out a message before hitting send,

To Marzipan
After school works well for me. I will see you then. Enjoy orientation day.

With the message sent, Scott continues towards the cafeteria, yet it was only a few steps later that he heard a voice hailing him. Turning, Scott finds a son of Khione greeting him, his smile decidedly warmer than the ice his mother holds reign over. Scott returns Ishard’s smile nodding as he answers,


“I’ve been well, thanks. Yourself, Ishard?” Scott replies, as always his words are short and to the point. Scott has never been one to use excessive words where few will make do instead. Really, anyone who expected Scott to launch into a rant about his holiday or some other topic obviously had no idea of the boy’s reticence. He’d much rather listen or offer small tidbits here and there rather than control the whole conversation. Thankfully, he was slightly more talkative with his friends, and Ishard happened to be an individual that Scott was fond of.

“Your break was good?” Scott asks as he enters the cafeteria through the open door, nodding his thanks at Ishard. Inside, Scott takes a moment to scan the hall, his eyes spotting Marilyn sitting across the cafeteria, before landing on Izzy loudly chatting with a group of friends including Scott’s own half-brother Aurel. Scott turns his gaze away from Isabel Nolan, giving Ishard his full attention as he walks towards the spread of delicious food on display, “Your sister is well too?” Scott asks politely.

It was all Priya could do to keep her smile from growing too big to contain on her face. She’s practical in that she knows her inventions are far from the average knick knacks one can find at the local market, but she’s modest enough to still blush slightly at Nessa’s compliments and brush them away. Yet, she’s always overjoyed when her projects entertain her friends, and if this is how Nessa reacts to Hugo’s gift, Priya can’t wait to see how Nessa acts when she’s given her previous butterfly.

Of course, the momentary dip in Nessa’s emotions does not go unnoticed by Priya and she hopes that between herself and Hugo they can help figure out a way around Nessa’s home like. Of anyone, Priya believes that Nessa should be able to enjoy a holiday away guilt free and Priya would do anything to have that holiday be with her own family or with Hugo’s mother. Mother Rojas was a favourite of Priya’s, who loved nothing more than to visit Hugo’s home and breath in the comforting smell of her home cooking. Priya was also favourable to admiring all of Hugo’s baby and childhood photos, particularly the embarrassing ones that his mother always insisted on bringing out, much to Priya’s delight. Yet, before Priya can reply, she’s being caught out for staring after Cory. Priya is quick to move on in order to defend herself and the object of her affection as both Nessa and Hugo turn their attention to teasing her. Priya is well aware of their distaste for the young man, but as she’s stated to the both of them many times before and will continue to remind them, to her, he’s perfect.

“Guys, please.” Priya started, sighing and shaking her head as her best friends planned a devious prank for the guy she was crazy about. Knowing what Hugo and Nessa could come up with alone was scary enough, but put those two ingenious minds together and you’re in trouble. Priya can only hope that whatever they decide to do won’t maim is beautiful face. “He’s not that bad…” Priya’s sentence trailed off, knowing that whatever she said would fall on deaf ears. Instead she made a silent promise to herself to check up on Cory later in the day, possibly warn him to watch his step and double check whatever he was about to eat… just to be safe. Priya wouldn’t have dreamed of attempting to stop the prank, she may be crazy for Cory but she also knows her best friends well enough to know that when they’re determined to pull a prank, they will.