Second Floor Common Room; Saturday Afternoon [11/24].

[white_oleander]

Astrid had handwavily spent almost the entirety of her Thanksgiving down in the pool, so perhaps she'd missed it, but she didn't recall anyone making or bringing in nearly as much food as to create the sheer amount of Thanksgiving-related leftover that seemed to be in the fridge right now.

Not that she was going to complain, of course. Easy access to food was one of the first things she took to liking about this place, and since there were no names on anything and she highly doubted anyone would miss it if she took some for herself, she made a plate, popped it in the microwave, and went to sit at the table with a book to distract her between bites, thinking that this was probably the most Thanksgiving-y Thanksgiving meal she'd ever really had before.


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