<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/YgIc0w8.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Michael 'Mike' S. Astragalus<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 12 / Morning (6:20 AM)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Masahiro and Michael's Dorm Room<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Masahiro, Maya, Open<br/><hr/><br/>The manifestation of fire stop Masahiro's head couldn't have probably come at a worse time. Even though it swiftly died out as soon as the man got his food, it was enough to make Michael jump visibly to Maya and one glance was likely more than enough for her to surmise that Michael and Fire just did not mix well. Truth be told, everything hr had to deal with right now made him forget the fact his roomie was a fire type until that happened.<br/><br/>Glancing at Maya, he rubbed the back of his neck before he grinned. "Give you some powder and get you off my back for the rest of my school year, or resist and have you haunt me every morning? ... Challenge accepted." He remarked. Perhaps the other choice would have been simpler... But there was no guarantee she'd take the one offering and walk, she might get greedy and stick around. Besides... Cooking for one extra person didn't seem all that bad.<br/><br/>"Great, I've always wanted a girl every morning in my life." Michael remarked with a smile, though the sarcasm was likely evident in how easily he agreed with her. She took one of the partially-eaten pancakes she had left, while Michael took the other for himself. He couldn't spend more time making breakfast at this rate... Using one of his vines, he reached for the stash of his Secret Syrup and drizzled some on his pancake, before eating it along with his eggs. He did, however, spare some for Maya, given all she had was the part of pancakes she ate.<br/><br/>Part of him wished he didn't when she mentioned the act of stripping clothes in a classroom and coming onto him (Masahiro). It was obvious where that jab was aimed, but given how track minded Masahiro seemed, maybe he wouldn't put two and two together if he didn't open his mouth. The man seemed to be happy enough eating his breakfast, may as well not spoil it. "... You have to admit, that would be fun to see." He quipped with a smile, turning around and folding his arms as he looked over the other two. Of course, when he spoke he meant when it was done willingly, not accidentally like that first time... Which pretty much started all this.