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fandomhighdorms2006-03-25 11:08 am
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3rd floor common room, Saturday brunchtime
Walter was hungry and itchy. So he was cooking mass quantities to deal with one and distract from the other. More food than even his appetite could accommodate. Eggs benedict, bacon, fresh fruit, and he's doing something ridiculous with pastry dough. Nobody makes croissants themselves other than the mun, do they?
He hummed something to himself that someone who could interpret for the largely tone deaf might be able to tell was a Cole Porter tune. Pup was playing fetch with an irritable blue plant, bringing it a rubber ball, which the plant hit to various parts of the room with its clubby stalks.
[ooc: Come on in andmooch food say hi.]
He hummed something to himself that someone who could interpret for the largely tone deaf might be able to tell was a Cole Porter tune. Pup was playing fetch with an irritable blue plant, bringing it a rubber ball, which the plant hit to various parts of the room with its clubby stalks.
[ooc: Come on in and