You know what? Jonah hated to admit it, but breakfast was sort of looking up.
He eats with his cabin a lot, so his spot at the table this morning was nothing new. The fact that he seems to be carrying two plates of cinnamon-raisin toast back over is, though; Jonah, ever-uncoordinated, doesn't exactly possess the cat-like grace of an experienced server, and it's rare for him to brave more than the essentials. Must be a special day.
"Here," Jonah says unselfconsciously, setting the extra goodies down on the table in front of his best friend as he wedges himself in closeclose to the other boy — and to his credit, nothing seems to have gone sliding (yet). "I grabbed some for you."
He takes a bite and smiles down at it a little. Pleased, despite himself. "Kinda shitty, but I like it, you know?"
Jonah & Ramon
He eats with his cabin a lot, so his spot at the table this morning was nothing new. The fact that he seems to be carrying two plates of cinnamon-raisin toast back over is, though; Jonah, ever-uncoordinated, doesn't exactly possess the cat-like grace of an experienced server, and it's rare for him to brave more than the essentials. Must be a special day.
"Here," Jonah says unselfconsciously, setting the extra goodies down on the table in front of his best friend as he wedges himself in closeclose to the other boy — and to his credit, nothing seems to have gone sliding (yet). "I grabbed some for you."
He takes a bite and smiles down at it a little. Pleased, despite himself. "Kinda shitty, but I like it, you know?"