early hours. (open)

[gryphon]

She had never liked orange juice or just plain apple juice. But this was what they were offering today for Breakfast. Gryphon could only bitterly debate which one she should have knowing that they would both taste equally bad on their own. 'If only I could turn one into pineapple juice...awwwh that would be so good.' The Mihael sighed, narrowing her blue eyes at the two large flasks of Juice, thinking about the many fruits that had died and screamed in pain in the blender.

"Horrible thought really." Gryphon murmured to herself indecisive about which to choose.

She was one of the first people to arrive at the Great Hall for breakfast this morning. Having had that bad dream again she had been practically waiting for the sun to be up enough for her to come down stairs... And now the Mihael girl sat at her empty house table dressed in her pink school robes.

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[yanni]

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It was early and for some reason Yanni was awake. He was usually the man to sleep in past midday. And when he slept, he slept. Not even a burning house or a punch to the face could wake him.

Yanni stumbled out of his dorm and through the common room door toward the great hall. He looked a mess. He wore his robes, and his night clothes underneath. His blond hair looked like a storm had hit it. And he still had bed breath.

As Yanni reached the Great Hall, he spotted a little girl on the Mihael table. It was Gryphon WIthercom. His childhood bestie. Yanni walked toward her, and plopped himself next to Gryphon. "What's up homie G?" Yanni asked, grabbing the closest muffin and throwing it into his mouth.

[gryphon]

Mercifully glaring down the juice flasks it then occurred to Gryphon to mix the two. ’It could taste ok..’ Had this sort of mixing been done at Hogwarts before? Gryphon went to scratch her ear lobe as she glanced over her shoulder cheeking that no one was looking. As if they had already interpreted her sitting there as the slow ties to changing the juice. The horror she was planning to bistoe...and such..

Of course everyone there was busy looking lonely by them selves and wouldn’t care the slightest seeing her mix the two in her glass cup.

And trying to look inconspicuous Gryphon poured half the apple juice into her glass and added a little of the orange. Heh, essence of apple was even in tomatoe-sauce so why not it be in her juice? Not that that makes it ok in this case, or any sense. --‘

It was at this point did she realise there was a boy joining her, referring to her as Homie G. Oh dear sweet chesus, of all nicknames. And a little groan motioned from her as she looked to Yanni sitting with her. “Honestly, everyone’s going Gangster on me lately.” She complained with a laugh. “Morning Puff Yanneh…heh, bro.” Gryphon laughed now, with a stupid grin on her as she busked in her own lameness. ^^ She could be rightfully lamer too.

“Nothing much really. Just creating a monster brekkie juice. And you?”