Second Floor Common Room, Tuesday Morning

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He'd been so tired the last couple of nights that he'd dropped off to sleep with no trouble. But tonight he couldn't relax. He laid in the dark remembering what it had felt like when the shadow had nearly smothered him, filling his nose and mouth and pinning him in place. He remembered how it felt when it took control of his body and he couldn't quite convince himself that the shadows in the corner of his room were harmless.

Since leaving the lights on would involve explaining to his new roommate that he was afraid of the dark (and his 17-year-old ego wasn't quite up to that), Tony instead shuffled out to the common room. He turned on every light he could find, switched the TV on to an old movie channel and kept the volume low but audible. If anyone asked, he could tell them he fell asleep watching TV. With the lights blazing around him and the TV's familiar murmur, he finally managed to drift off.

[Open! He's asleep on the couch Wednesday Tuesday morning. Feel free to try and wake him up, mess with him while sleeping or just do common room stuff around him.]

Third Floor Commonroom - Tuesday, afternoon - 9/02

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The fact that he was in the kitchen probably surprised no one, but what he was doing probably looked a little funny. The candy thermometer, the multiple pots, all the cleaning...

Summer ice was not an easy thing to make. He still had a few faint lines on his arms from when he'd first tried to make it after Sarima's sisters had been taken.

That said, the scent of rosewater and lemon and sugar was high on the air and everything was going smoothly. He already had his first batch on the counter, the second in the fridge and the last he was just finishing up.

[open as they are!]

Second Floor Common Room [Tuesday Evening]

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Ned hadn't been in the common room in awhile what with the cabins and the lack of oven out there. Rectifying the lack of baking was easy enough as sliding on his apron (still not pink) and heading down the hall to the nearest common room.

Now, he was in the midst of baking a pie or two.

It was almost relaxing, being able to do this again. And it didn't involve stick figures so he wouldn't end up making one side bigger than the other.

The tv was on for some background noise but Ned was baking, not watching.

[Open, of course! He'll share, of course!]