Screw this.

Welcome Back Feast!!! yay.

Jake was sitting here, his head on the table. He was snoring and he had huge shadows under his eyes, and there was a pool of drool on his plate. He was EXHAUSTED.

Eric was at his own table, munching on some fish, and had a contented look on his face. Winter vacation was awesome. He spent the time with his two best friends, one which he had reunited with. He was going to be in the same area, and visit him every day. Finally, life was going to feel a bit more cheerful than before. Just a bit. And he could NOT wait to tell Selia and Jake.

(Amen.)

[[AREN'T YOU GOING TO SAY ANYTHING MORE THAN THAT?

Like... I don't know, REPLY?!]]

(I replied in the Ravenclaw dorm. I don't have much of a place right here.)

Amanda stood at the door, holding her gift to Wallace tightly, fearing he wouldn't like it.

Olivia was staring down at her green-edged plate, pondering whether the dishware was real silver, tin, painted, or some magic material. It would seem that she was stuck in post-vacation haze.

Selia was sitting next to Jake, looking just as sleepy, but not asleep yet. She was just sitting there groggily, staring at Jake, and then the ceiling, then repeating.

Olivia gingerly picked up a spoon and tapped the center of the plate lightly. There was no sound. Thus, no progress on that mystery.

Jake woke up and his knees hit the top of the table, making everything clatter. He looked around kind of shocked, and stared at the floor. "... stupid leprechauns..." he mumbled and ran his hand through his hair.

Selia seemed to wake up a bit. "... Leprechauns?" She asked.

"They were chasing me with saucepans. They kept stealing my shoes." He stared at the plate of mashed potatoes in front of him. "And one had my underwear, the one with the bright pink flowers that my mom gave me last summer. I don't know why I was wearing it, I threw it away the day after."

Selia stared at him with her mouth wide open. Then she, still dazedly, began to talk. "I have a pair of underwear, I can't sleep without them on. They're bright purple, with tigers on them. I have to buy a new pair in a different size sometimes.."

He didn't seem to listen. "Then... they threw knitting needles at me."

"WHY?" Selia asked exasperatedly.

"I..." He frowned, and his eyes rolled to the ceiling and stayed there for a few seconds. "I think I stole their food."

"Oh. Well, that's a serious issue. They'll starve, you know."

Jake looked at Selia worriedly. "Really? We can't have that." He opened his bag and stuffed tons of bread and stuff in it. "I just hope they'll be fine."

"Jake. I think you were just dreaming." Selia said gently.

Jake stopped. "Oh, right." He poured everything into his plate and started eating. "Augh, I'm so tired."

"Well, that's what you get for not falling asleep on the plane." Selia said.

"I told you! I couldn't sleep! That whole thing you told me last time didn't work."

"It didn't..?" Selia looked disappointed. "I'm sorry. Maybe I should've stayed up with you."

"Nah..."

"It would've been nice of me."

"No, really! I don't mind."