Second Floor Common Room, Sunday Morning

[arsenicmauls]

Gert didn't cook very often, because she didn't have a lot of practice and was pretty bad at it. But working at Luke's for the past month had exposed her to at least enough rudimentary cooking to manage some really basic stuff, so with a great amount of effort, she managed to whip up some tuna salad and spaghetti.

Together, yes. For breakfast, yes. Don't you judge her breakfast choices.

She left some bowls on the table in case anyone else wanted any, then headed over to the couch to flip through channels and feel unnecessarily proud of herself.