<div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/fairytailfanon/images/2/2d/Archbishop_Guy.png/revision/latest?cb=20150709213829)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Christopher King (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=280698.msg13801341#msg13801341)<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 12 / Morning<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Returning to Campus -> Chris, Jumoke and Justin's Dorm<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Jumoke, Open<br/><hr/><br/>Christopher was not the kind of person that could be considered a morning guy. But he would be remiss if he didn't get some flying in for his morning routine. First thing he did was head into the living quarters and check the fridge. Empty save for a few things that wouldn't even bother to qualify as breakfast. He gave a sigh knowing that the prices of the cafeteria were ludicrous. He remembered being a dollar tree upon the way to the campus so maybe he could use hat as his excuse. And by the sounds of Jumoke already in the bathroom taking his time on things, he had quite the amount of time to wait for a turn. Wasn't any point knocking on the door so he decided to go fetch some breakfast.<br/><br/>Still he'd need something to wake him up, so taking out one of the few cans of soda pop left he lifted the tab. It broke off and with a sour face he punched the tab down with his thumb with considerable ease. Figuring the can was too fragile, Christopher contemplated a plastic cup. Plastic cups, he found were a touch more durable under his grip. Already could feel the tin crinkle under his fingers from him trying to grip the can. He had to keep in mind that he wasn't a kid anymore. He had to be careful with handling more delicate objects. He poured the contents into the up and crushed the can flat with one hand and off it went into the recycling bin.<br/><br/>So with a shot of caffeine in his system, he went back into his bedroom, grabbed his empty backpack and opened the window. Then, he casually steps out like it was completely normal. He should have fallen but he didn't. His gift, the one true gift he had in his mind prevented his submission to gravity's will and he began to float slowly. He already could feel goosebumps upon his skin from how he never really got over the initial excitement of flying. The thrill of just being skybound was amazing and he swiftly took off high into the air and up towards the clear blue skies. As much as he always wanted to take a selfie in the sky he was a bit too much in a hurry to care. It also helped that he made sure to keep his phone in a zipper pocket to avoid an accident. Same went for his wallet since change at terminal velocity would be not so pleasant. Flying amongst the clouds and over the forests surrounding the campus he happened to fly by a flock of pidgeys out for their morning meal. Despite everything that caused him to have to come to Sabrina's campus he still loved flying and he would rather be at the campus than have to stay grounded.<br/><br/>Speaking of morning meals, Christopher King soon saw his target, the Dollar Tree and quickly made himself touch down gently onto the ground, albeit he was mindful enough to find a collection of trees in order to avoid freaking people out on the roads, or distracting folks. He had an errand to run as as such he jogged his way from around the back of the store's outside to the front of its doors and walked on in casually. As for what he had in mind, well he couldn't bring much home in his backpack but he could definitely fit some goods in there. He saw some classical ideas such as packaged sausages, hash browns, some eggs, pizza's (a fine breakfast indeed), two bags of steak fries, along with popcorn chicken, milk and an off brand of honeyed oats cereal. Which came to around two lunches at the cafeteria's. So it was a wise investment. He got several meals instead of two. Paying for the food at the register it might seem odd placing the goods inside a paper bag and then a backpack but it was the best way to carry all this.