Sunday Evening, 3rd Floor Common Room

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter bustled in to the common room and unpacked the items he'd just picked up down at the Emporium, tucking the wire cutters into his pocket for the time being.

He put a pot of water on to boil and pulled out a pan to begin browning the meat.

Shepherd's Pie tonight for anyone who eats meat, which in Walter's opinion, should be everyone, but he knew that not everyone was as sensible as he. They'd have to miss out since he'd neglected the makings of a salad.


[ooc: open for dinner and interaction, Walter's making a very large meal to share with his new cohabitants, since he's a bit picky about what he eats and the cafeteria food doesn't sound as though it falls under his guidelines of acceptable food.]

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[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

Alphonse did a mental cheer, watching as Walter prepared the food. "Sounds good! I don't think I've had that before, can't wait to try it."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

After getting the meat into the dish and mashing the potatoes, Walter put everything in the oven and sat down across the table from Al. "Anything interesting today? It's been pretty slow for me."

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

"Nah, nothing much here, either. Same thing as a few hours ago last time we talked."

He stared at the oven briefly. Okay, gotta wait for it, but it'll be right in front of him eventually.

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Finally Walter pulled the casserole out of the oven and put it on the stovetop. "Help yourself. I need to break this serving people all the time habit."

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

"Great!" Alphonse retrieved a plate and a fork for himself, picking out a piece of the casserole for himself. He sat back down at his spot, finally starting to eat his food. "Mmmm... Been a while since I've had any good cooking. This is really good."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Thanks. I'm glad you like it." Walter tucked the cigarette he'd gotten from Pip behind his ear and sat down across from Al to eat.

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

He continued to dig in, enjoying every bit of it. After he was finished so not dragging out an eating scene, okay, Alphonse leaned back comfortably in his chair, patting his stomach. "Good stuff. Hope you'll do this more often."

He then looked back on the table, thinking aloud, "Well, looks like I'll have to do dishes, too."