6th Floor Kitchen, Friday Evening

[vanillajello]

Kate was - and had been for some time - in the sixth floor kitchen again, just as she had handwavily, while the mun slept like a sleepy thing been the day before.

Thursday’s shopping trip had been all about getting most of the ingredients for the actual foods served at the party, so Friday had seen Kate buying mostly drinks and fruit, which she was now dealing with in the kitchen.

She also looked at some recipes. To her credit, they only made her look slightly lost.


[OOC: Open! Jen is awesome. That is all.]

Third Floor Common Room - LUAU

[joan-notjane.livejournal.com]

Joan and Kate had worked all afternoon to transform the common room into a tropical paradise.

Inside the door, a small table held flower leis for all of the party-goers. There were garlands hanging around the room, tabletop torches on most of the flat surfaces, and paper lanterns adding festive mood lighting.

Hawaiian music played in the background if anyone felt the urge to hula.


[please wait for OCD up! Have fun!]

Fourth Floor Common Room; Saturday Afternoon

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

Chuck was purposely hanging around a floor that was not his own today, doing his best to avoid that little sleepover thing that was going on. That was definitely not his thing. So he was sitting on the floor in front of the coffee table, rolling joints for the week. Like you do on your average Saturday. He was also watching the Discovery Channel because there was A Haunting marathon on.

The reenactments on this show were hilarious. Almost worse than the Unsolved Mysteries ones.

[If you've never seen this show, seriously, watch the Discovery Channel on Monday afternoons and watch it. It's effing terrible. Oh yeah, the post is open]

The Stables, Saturday Evening

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Merlin had stumbled across a dog training book somehow today. This meant he was trying to impart the wisdom in said book onto Bryn.

So far 'sit' only worked when he nearly fell over on her back half to force her down. But the dog treats were being eaten rather quickly.

"Bryn, no. Bad. Bad dog."

...it had been going on for some time with no success.


[[Open if you like, SP likely]]