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Desmond sat down at the table next to Ocean and watched with a chuckle and roll of his eyes as the french toast was pilled on to his plate, though Desmond pretty much did the same thing once Ocean was finished with his portion. "I slept alright," he spoke before taking a mouth full of the fried toast. "Spent most of the afternoon reading Watership Down, don't think the troublemakers enjoyed that too much because I definitely went to the bathroom more often than usual while working." He rolled his eyes with a chuckle, one hand reaching down to rub the underside of the noticeable extension of his stomach while his other hand put another fork full of toast in his mouth. "Work was alright, I hope. No one giving you any trouble?"