Thread: Jono misses bacon. Characters: Jono + Open NPCs: n/a Location: Xavier's | Kitchen Timeline: 7/18 Description: Jono catches up on his internets while remembering how awesome bacon used to be. Rating: PG
The kitchen was the last place Jono had any real reason to be. Where most other people needed to burn calories for fuel, his body ran off psionic energy, that ever-churning furnace inside him. He couldn't even participate in eating as a frivolous luxury. While his sense of taste had long since departed him, his sense of smell was as keen as ever. Someone had been up already and cooked themselves a proper breakfast. The kitchen was filled with the distinct aroma of coffee, pancakes (or waffles, he couldn't quite be sure) and bacon. Bloody hell did he miss bacon. His eyes were still fixed on the slim iPad in his grasp, but his mind was a million miles away. Perched upon one of the tall chairs saddled up beside the kitchen island, his thoughts wandered back to mornings in his life before his mutation. To medicating hangovers with a bacon butty (and sometimes a bit of the hair of the dog that bit you to wash it down).