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Charlie had been doing this life thing for about seventeen years now, but there wasn't a single day out of those 6200+ where he'd actually been happy to wake up in the morning. His alarm blared out at him, causing a rather annoyed Charles Mallet to roll around and open his eyes. The sun had streamed in through the blinds and illuminated what was otherwise a pitch black-adjacent dormitory. But, he had a routine he adhered to. The mantra of establishing a morning routine and sticking to it had been stuck in his head for quite a while now. As much as he would've liked to stay in bed and get [i]just a few more minutes of sleep[/i], he had to satiate that mantra and actually get his ass out. Much to his dismay, of course. He slid out of bed, sighing and stretching his arms behind his head, shuffling his way to the communal bathroom.

His stomach let out a rather unholy sound from it, which could only have meant one thing for him. Charlie was hungry, and there was no way for him to ignore it. If the man needed to eat, he needed to eat. Scrambled eggs, bacon, sausage, and toast sounded really good right now. But first, he had to get freshened up. Charlie didn't want to walk out into the cafeteria looking like a disheveled mess and looking like he'd just emerged from a cave after a month, nor did he really want some stank mouth. And so he went, shuffling into the bathroom to brush his teeth and look presentable for the day. 

A few minutes later, Charlie had emerged from his dormitory building ready to take on the day and whatever it had in store for him. Hopefully a good breakfast was in the cards for the day, because he sure had a massive craving for breakfast food for whatever reason today. Throughout the time it took for him to wake up and get ready, all he could really think about was the pile of scrambled eggs and bacon and sausage that awaited him in the cafeteria.  He didn't know why he was so fixated on the sausage or the eggs, really, but he knew that he desired them rather massively. Luckily, he was now close to the cafeteria, which meant that his desired breakfast was now close by. 

Walking into the cafeteria, he immediately took notice of the relatively lively environment. It was the morning, and he was positive that not everyone was 100% awake or aware, but that wasn't any of his business. All he wanted right now to get his breakfast. Walking over to the line, Charlie held his ID gingerly in his hands, awaiting his turn to scan his card in and then request his breakfast. Once he was out of that line, he went straight into another line, where he was to be served the eggs, bacon, sausage, and toast he so desired, with a side of orange juice to compliment the hearty breakfast. 

But no breakfast of champions was complete without the obligatory hot sauce on the eggs. Before Charlie went to take a seat and eat his breakfast, he stopped by the table full of condiments and poured a copious amount of Tapatio on his eggs. What were eggs without Tapatio? Being content with his breakfast, Charlie carried his tray all the way to a nearby table that was empty. He didn't exactly want to intrude on the pre-existing groups. Hopefully, someone would come over and join him for breakfast. It didn't matter too much to him, but it would've been definitely been nice to spend his meal in the company of someone else. For now, he would make do with the company of his breakfast.[/color]