Christmas Log

[theyseemeroland]

Who: Roland Crane and Myrrh
Where: Roland's apartment
When: Christmas Morning
What: Presents and other traditional Christmas Morning things
Warnings: Possible diabetes-inducing fluff

Roland is cooking breakfast, the mouth-watering smell pervading the entire apartment. He hasn't bothered to get dressed properly yet, and so is still in his pajamas with his hair loose rather than in its usual ponytail.

He looks up at the sound that attracts his attention, an easy smile growing across his face when he sees that it's Myrrh.

"Good morning, sweetheart! Merry Christmas." Indeed, there are some colorfully wrapped boxes under their mysteriously supplied Christmas tree that definitely weren't there last night.

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[greatprecious]

[The sound that probably got his attention was Myrrh's yawning, because it was a big one. Who knew human beds could be like clouds? She wandered in, still half asleep, but her little feet carried her towards the source of the smell of breakfast. She didn't fully register Roland's greeting, but managed to respond like she did.]

Good morning...

[She's not used to this whole Christmas thing.]

[theyseemeroland]

"Sleep well?" That was quite the yawn. Roland's half-tempted to let her get some extra sleep; but perhaps it can wait until after opening presents.

"Breakfast's almost already. Just sit tight and I'll bring you some." He gestures at the kitchen table.

[greatprecious]

Yes.

[While sleep is good, there is time for more naps later. As Roland should be learning, manakete sleep a lot.

Myrrh makes her way to the table, positioning so she can hop into the seat without her wings getting in the way.]

Thank you. What's for breakfast?

Hopefully Myrrh isn't a vegetarian or anything like that?

[theyseemeroland]

That question is answered when Roland finishes cooking in the next minute, loads up a plate, and sets it before Myrrh. Scrambled eggs, sausage, toast with jam, and... a couple of gummy vitamins. Despite the variety, though, it isn't really a heavy meal; everything has relatively small portions, and they can only be really be called a meal when added all together.

"Don't eat too fast." He turns his back for a moment so that he can get his own plate, and pour some juice for the two of them.

I'd say Myrrh is omnivorous, leaning towards more carnivorous habits (+candy)

[greatprecious]

[Oh! She's seen this kind of breakfast before. Well, except the toast. Myrrh isn't sure where to start. She settles with the sausages fi-- Wait, what are these? Gummy candy? Yep, definitely starting with these first.

The first couple chews were squeaky but went quiet as soon as they started as they were wholly devoured.]

...This candy tastes funny.

Yey

[theyseemeroland]

"They're vitamins. They help you stay healthy." Roland sets down their juice, then goes to get the vitamin jar out so that she can look at it. He's got his own vitamins, too, although his come from a different jar -- being an adult, he's got different needs.

[greatprecious]

Vitamins...

[That's a relatively new word for her but can understand the interest to stay healthy. She just wonders how they work on manaketes.

While she readies her next question, she begins to cut up the sausages in itty-bitty bites.]

Do you take these vitamins too?

[theyseemeroland]

[It's okay, he made sure to get the ones that are okay for multiple species. Which are totally a thing in a setting like this.]

Mmm-hmm. Mine are a little different because I'm a grown up [and human, and male, and bigger], but they're still just vitamins.

[Finally, Roland can sit down and start working on getting his own breakfast down.]