Fairmont Le Château Frontenac, Québec City, Québec [Monday, October 20, 2024 ]

[heroic_jawline]

It was a sunny, perfect day today. You might not even need your trapper hats! As a bonus, the school had rented a double-decker Hop On Hop Off bus so you could accidentally leave them there! Do not throw them from the bus. People would yell at you in French and English.

Rise and shine, Fandom! Or hide in your ridiculous rooms throughout the castle! Anakin doesn't care enough to find you all.

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Re: Breakfast

[witchoftheflesh]

It seemed like there was a full day of activities planned, so Adrian was helping himself to a hearty breakfast to make sure he was prepared for a full day of walking and exploring. So odd to be exploring a historical and cultural city without an Anchor Market looming over it and Adrian was absolutely making the most of this opportunity.

Or would, after he finished tucking into this amazing breakfast.

Re: Breakfast

[the_best_sister]

"Hey roomie," Yelena said casually walking by and stealing bacon from Adrian's plate. "Squirrels were in our room. I called housekeeping to clean up after them."

So many tiny rum bottles stolen from the mini-fridge. Thankfully the school was picking up that bill.

Re: Breakfast

[witchoftheflesh]

"Okay, so you've laid claim to all the Toblerone in our room, but I can't even trust in the sanctity of my plate?" Adrian snorted.

"Radio?"

Re: Breakfast

[the_best_sister]

"Radio. Because apparently, even on vacation, we do not get breaks," Yelena said with a dramatic eyeroll, taking a bite of bacon like it was the most natural thing in the world. "And your plate? Please. It was not sanctified or anything. I needed protein before my spa day. Don’t be such a baby. I’ll order you another plate when I leave, okay?"

Re: Breakfast

[witchoftheflesh]

"So does that mean I get to steal a Toblerone from the fridge so long as I get to replace it?" he teased.

"But, oooh, a spa day sounds great. I should plan one later in the week, after I get some sightseeing in. Or if there's ever a day of bad weather. Their pool was nice this morning."

Re: Breakfast

[the_best_sister]

There was a glare at the mention of taking away Yelena's Toblerone. HDU Adrian!

"I will be sure to tell you how good the spa is," She said, now attempting to take another piece of bacon. "Was the pool good?"

Re: Breakfast

[witchoftheflesh]

This was sheer hypocrisy, Yelena.

Adrian pretended to fend her off a bit, but she was eventually victorious. "It was," he said. "The water was cool enough to be a great wakeup and the glass ceiling made for a gorgeous view."

He ate a slice of bacon of his own and asked, "How'd you sleep?"

Re: Breakfast

[the_best_sister]

Yelena finally met Adrian’s gaze, her expression serious. "Fine, but you make way too much noise when you’re asleep," she said bluntly.

Re: Breakfast

[witchoftheflesh]

Adrian looked startled. "I do?" he asked. "How?"

He was pretty sure he didn't snore. Boston would have told him if he did. Same with talking in his sleep.

Re: Breakfast

[the_best_sister]

"You just make noise. Like-"

Yelena did some elaborate sounds of somebody breathing.

"Like that. The breathing thing."

Re: Breakfast

[witchoftheflesh]

Adrian stared at her, incredulous.

"That's breathing, Yelena. I breathe. People breathe. You're breathing right now!"

Re: Breakfast

[the_best_sister]

"Yes, but your breathing is... loud. Or something," Yelena, replied. "Just try to keep it down."

Because that's realistic.

Re: Breakfast

[witchoftheflesh]

"You can't even stick to your side of the bed," Adrian accused. "It's a king-sized bed and yet you managed to take up three-quarters of it."

Re: Breakfast

[the_best_sister]

"That is a bold face lie! I totally respect the boundaries with the comforter in the middle like a demilitarized zone," she replied, adamantly.

That was not true as Yelena totally hogged the bed. She's a sprawler.

And stole the covers.

Re: Breakfast

[witchoftheflesh]

"You literally do not," Adrian informed her. "You stole the blanket and then, not satisfied with your conquest, proceeded to kick the comforter to the bottom of the bed and claim most of the mattress. "You kick, you sprawl, and you steal covers."

And his bacon.

Re: Breakfast

[the_best_sister]

"I find these allegations insulting. I did not sprawl," she said firmly. "I was perfectly contained to my side of the bed. If you can't handle a little blanket competition, that's not my problem."

Re: Breakfast

[witchoftheflesh]

"And where was the dividing comforter when you woke up this morning?" Adrian asked.

Re: Breakfast

[the_best_sister]

The slight hesitation gave it away. "It was mostly in the middle," Yelena claimed.

It was not.

Re: Breakfast

[witchoftheflesh]

"You can lie to me all you want, Yelena," Adrian said, giving her a smirk. "But in your heart, you know."

Re: Breakfast

[the_best_sister]

Yelena glared at Adrian for a moment before shoving the rest of the bacon she stole into her mouth chewing on it with gusto. She then turned on her heel and headed for the spa. “I’m late for my mimosas.”