"Morning." It's not a chirp, but Robbie is accutely aware that he sounds significantly more prepared to face the day than Terry does right now. Robbie cheated though - he had two cups of coffee before he even tried to take some to anyone else.
He's moved onto stage 2 of "morning": foraging for food. He is currently halfway hidden in the pantry, on his hands and knees digging for the canvas bagged stamped "CHIA SEEDS". It's at the back of the bottom shelf, as always. No one wants chia seeds.
That's probably because they don't know that the bag is Robbie's secret hiding spot for good, old-fashioned Lucky Charms. He has to hide things like this here, because he has to act like an adult all day. Breakfast is his sanctuary.
He straightens up and leans back, checking that the coast is clear. Robbie shakes the box in Terry's direction. "You hungry? You look..." He hesitates and chickens out of telling anyone else that they look like shit. He lost that right. "You look like you could use the sugar."
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He's moved onto stage 2 of "morning": foraging for food. He is currently halfway hidden in the pantry, on his hands and knees digging for the canvas bagged stamped "CHIA SEEDS". It's at the back of the bottom shelf, as always. No one wants chia seeds.
That's probably because they don't know that the bag is Robbie's secret hiding spot for good, old-fashioned Lucky Charms. He has to hide things like this here, because he has to act like an adult all day. Breakfast is his sanctuary.
He straightens up and leans back, checking that the coast is clear. Robbie shakes the box in Terry's direction. "You hungry? You look..." He hesitates and chickens out of telling anyone else that they look like shit. He lost that right. "You look like you could use the sugar."