Jono was bored. Bored out of the half of his bloody skull that he still had left. And normally when he was that bored, he found something to do. Generally, it was even something stupid to do. Go back to Westchester to see if Logan needed help with the students, pick a fight with something much larger than himself, contemplate a career in the entertainment industry...
Jono did not do stupid by halves, really.
Today, none of those things really appealed. Jono was extra bored. Which meant that he was going to do something drastic. Today, Jonothon was going to flop backward on the sofa, pull out his phone, and browse Twitter. Twitter, where he was following mostly bands, music news feeds, actual news feeds, the occasional member of the X-Men or Fandomite, and a museum or two.
//Huh,// he muttered as he scrolled by a tweet by the French Archives. //Beak and all.//
[OOC: When the Archives de France uses a screencap from your fake fiance's canon to advertise a lecture on gastronomy, that is an opportunity that cannot be passed up. Open!]
- Hannibal's House (In Which Jono Pretends to be Computer Illiterate), Wednesday Afternoon