Fourth Floor Common Room, Sunday Afternoon

[bearmaidenfair]

After the radio had officially called the snowball fight in favor of the fourth floor, Vider had gone into town and purchased a cake to mark the occasion, which was now set up in the common room along with drinks and whatever other snacks she'd been able to scrounge up. She was, of course, willing to share with anyone from other floors who might stop by. The fourth floor dwellers were gracious victors.

((Open common room is open!))