3rd Floor Common Room, 6/6, Late Tuesday Afternoon

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Tempe entered the common room, bag of groceries in hand. She set them down on the counter, and went to flick on the TV.

Nothing really interesting was on, so she turned it to the music channel. She'd never heard of any of the artists who were being played, but she figured it would be good background noise.

Going back to her groceries, she unpacked the bags, and got out a mixing bowl and spoon from the cupboard.

She set to work making cookies. Lots of cookies. Of all kinds.

[OOC: Open! Come in and help, come in and chat, come in and eat cookies, or just come in and ignore Tempe altogether. Cookie-types are completely moddable.]

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[tyler-gone.livejournal.com]

"I always want cookies," Tyler smiled. He took a peanut-butter one. "Did you make this?" he asked, mouth full.

[fatalvoyage.livejournal.com]

Tempe nodded. "Yep. I had some free time this afternoon, and thought baking cookies would be fun. And delicious."

[tyler-gone.livejournal.com]

"Also useful," Tyler said. "You're preventing world hunger."

[fatalvoyage.livejournal.com]

"True," Tempe replied, nodding. "I wonder if they'd actually take cookie donations."

"Well, even if not, I could at least prevent Fandom hunger. Should we ever, um, suffer a natural disaster or something."

[tyler-gone.livejournal.com]

Tyler glanced out the window and up at the sky. "It looks like rain," he pointed out. "Maybe there will be a flood, and I'll we'll have to sustain us is these cookies."

[fatalvoyage.livejournal.com]

Tempe snickered. "Yeah, that would be a real shame, wouldn't it."

"But, in reality, we'd probably eventually want some actual food. Like a cake."

[tyler-gone.livejournal.com]

"Maybe some pizza to go with the cake?" Tyler asked. "Then we could live here indefinitely."

[fatalvoyage.livejournal.com]

Tempe sighed dreamily. "Yeah. That could make our lives complete. We'd even end up with all of the food groups represented."

[tyler-gone.livejournal.com]

Tyler aimed a genuine smile at Tempe. "It's a plan. Now I know who to look for if disaster strikes. You'll keep us fed."

[fatalvoyage.livejournal.com]

Tempe grinned. "Thanks, Tyler."