Second Floor Common Room; Sunday Morning [07/16].
Sunday, July 16th, 2023 09:42 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
A few weeks ago, Eleanor had gone down to the common room for breakfast and found a nice little blip of socialization with her classmates that recalled a much less complicated time in her life,and that was pretty nice. She wouldn't go so far as to say she expected to catch lightning in a bottle a second time, but she did think that maybe it wouldn't hurt to give it another try.
This time with the attempt to make some breakfast beyond cereal. Nothing too complicated, she was just going to focus on learning how to make pancakes.
It was...a process, to be sure. There was a plate of malformed and somewhat burned pancakes already stacked up by the stove, but she liked to think she was getting progressively better and finally got to a point where they looked mostly edible, and then she could dig in a little and feel...well, maybe not entirely proud,but at least accomplished and fed.
Mostly.
[[ work related sp likely, but open cr is open! ]]
This time with the attempt to make some breakfast beyond cereal. Nothing too complicated, she was just going to focus on learning how to make pancakes.
It was...a process, to be sure. There was a plate of malformed and somewhat burned pancakes already stacked up by the stove, but she liked to think she was getting progressively better and finally got to a point where they looked mostly edible, and then she could dig in a little and feel...well, maybe not entirely proud,but at least accomplished and fed.
Mostly.
[[ work related sp likely, but open cr is open! ]]