Well. The normalcy around here had been nice...while it lasted.

Wayne should have expected he'd been having it going a bit too easily around here lateleh, so he didn't feel too terribly surprised when he walked into the common room that morning to get a start on breakfast and found that all of the cabinets had been turned into foam.

Which...well. The stove and fridge were all still normal, but one couldn't help looking at the mugs and plates and bowls just shoved into these new design features without worrying a bit about the basic structural integrity of the thing and just feeling generally uncomfortable about it in general. It seemed to be working fine fer right now, but just seemed like not so good an idea and he was really hoping it was just a little Fandom blip of weirdness and not something that was intended to stay.

Perhaps it was a good thing, too, that the foam kitchen was so distracting that Wayne hadn't even noticed the temporary upholsery work on the couch.

[[ open breakfast is open, and I HOPE YOU'RE HAPPY, PERSON WHO KNOWS WHO SHE IS ]]