Breakfast Berating

[Mason Skeeter]

Mason was, by nature, a morning person. He found the quiet of morning so energizing, a great way to wake up for the day. Not to mention it was a normal habit of those in an agricultural field, magical or not. He'd tended to his own personal gardens next to the classroom, fed Azalea and set up for his first class all before washing up for breakfast. Washing up seemed a bit silly, seeing that he'd be elbow deep dirt again in less than an hour. But, propriety dictated that he show up to breakfast with clean hands a face devoid of mud, so here he was.

In the mood for a hot cup of coffee, Mason took a seat at the staff table at random, without paying much attention to who, if anyone was sitting nearby. This would be a nice little boost of energy before the day truly began, some coffee before the students started trickling in, a little breakfast and he'd get back to the greenhouses to double check his first lesson.

"Would you pass the milk, please?" He asked as he realized the seat next to him was indeed occupied, though he had yet to take a good look at who it was as he was attempting to pour his coffee without spilling it.

@'violet wiltingham'