Sorority Meeting [6th floor kitchen after classes]

[rilla-myrilla.livejournal.com]

Rilla was poking around at the stove in the sixth floor kitchen when the other members of the sorority began to filter in. “Hello,” she said, smiling broadly. “I’m so glad to see you. I’m Rilla Blythe, and I’m a sophomore, and Annie--” she waved a hand at Annie, “--and I are your leaders this semester.”

"Hi, everyone," Annie said brightly. "First of all I want to say thanks for being here, and welcome to the new people, and hi again to the ones we already know. We're going to have a lot of fun this semester, we'll make sure of it." Meaning they'd have fun if it killed her. Or them. Either one.

“Today we’re going to just get to know our new members,” Rilla said, then pointed to the cakes that were cooling on the counters amid cans of frosting, “while making cake pops, which seem to be cake-flavoured lollipops of some kind.” She was from 1914. They didn’t do this sort of thing there.

"They are! It's cake on a stick," Annie explained. "It's easy to make and you can decorate them however you want. So, you know, go ahead and express yourself! ...Through cake."

“And talking to each other, too,” Rilla added. “We have some fun ideas for the semester, but we’d love to hear from all of you as well!”

Third Floor Common Room: Thursday evening.

[childhood-taunt.livejournal.com]

Matt had "gone out" for the evening. For some that meant a night on the town. For Matt, it meant leaping from rooftop to rooftop in the warehouse district. Unfortunately when he got back to room he found it somewhat... busy

So Matt has been exiled to the common room for the evening listening to ESPN while he attempted to make himself a bowl of cereal.

Damn you, Rebecca.

[Open like an open CR. Which is open. Or something.]