ext_26757 ([identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2006-06-07 02:16 pm

Second Floor Common Room- Wednesday afternoon

Parker doesn't have any workshops on Wednesday, so she's killing time reading Liz's book, watching reruns of Crime & Justice, and maybe, possibly, reading Pushkin in Russian. Shhh. Don't tell Liz.

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2006-06-07 08:30 pm (UTC)(link)
With absolutely nothing to do today, Anders wandered next door into the common room with the leftover cupcakes from last night and flopped into one of the armchairs. "Hey, Parker."

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2006-06-07 08:54 pm (UTC)(link)
"Parker." Anders shook his head. "Would I be crazy enough to bring treats into the room when you're there, and not share them?"

He held the box out toward her. "Have at 'em."

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2006-06-07 09:06 pm (UTC)(link)
"What? Naw, I didn't make these." Anders laughed uneasily. "Not in the mood to deal with the oven this week, after the trauma in cooking workshop."

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2006-06-07 09:14 pm (UTC)(link)
"It was me, Carter, and a recipe for crepes," Anders told her. His tone of voice indicated that the statement should explain everything.

It probably did.

"I'm just glad I brought the fire extinguisher."

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2006-06-07 09:20 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well, I did okay with the cupcakes, and pancakes and stuff. Maybe I got too ambitious," Anders said as he fished out a cupcake for himself and started peeling back the paper. "And there was hot oil, and splattering, and open flames. Apparently making the pan heat faster by turning the fire all the way up isn't a good idea."

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2006-06-07 09:43 pm (UTC)(link)
"She was talking about building a bunker around the stove," said Anders. "I'm kind of wishing we had."

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2006-06-07 10:08 pm (UTC)(link)
Anders thought about it. "Maybe if you carved the outside off my brownies."

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2006-06-07 10:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Anders rolled his eyes good-naturedly. "Yeah, yeah, yeah. I will either make something edible by the end of that class, or end up accidentally burning that entire wing of the school down."

[OOC: Off in a bit myself. Bye!]

[identity profile] threeweapons.livejournal.com 2006-06-07 08:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Alanna came into the common room, Faithful padding alongside her. "Fig pudding is yucky."

[identity profile] threeweapons.livejournal.com 2006-06-07 08:43 pm (UTC)(link)
"What's a Triscuit?" Alanna sat down on the couch and looked out the window.

[identity profile] threeweapons.livejournal.com 2006-06-07 09:26 pm (UTC)(link)
"It's raining pudding. Yesterday's was chocolate. Today is fig." Faithful purred.

[identity profile] threeweapons.livejournal.com 2006-06-07 09:30 pm (UTC)(link)
"No clue. But I was enjoying the pudding." Faithful snorted. "That's one way to put it." "Traitor." "Crazy person."

[identity profile] threeweapons.livejournal.com 2006-06-07 09:36 pm (UTC)(link)
"She had five bowls." "Four." "Four and a half." "Four. And they were small." Faithful stuck his tongue out at Alanna. Alanna did the same back at Faithful.

[identity profile] threeweapons.livejournal.com 2006-06-07 09:49 pm (UTC)(link)
"One: ew. And two: I hope it's lemon. Or some other type of food. Wouldn't it be cool if it was raining noodles?" "You're strange."

[identity profile] threeweapons.livejournal.com 2006-06-07 10:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Alanna was a bit confused. "Why not?"

[identity profile] threeweapons.livejournal.com 2006-06-07 10:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Alanna stuck her tongue out at her. "They do. I'm actually very finicky. But I have very keen methods of making sure my food is good for consumption."

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2006-06-07 09:09 pm (UTC)(link)
"Have a cupcake instead?" offered Anders, holding the box out.

[identity profile] threeweapons.livejournal.com 2006-06-07 09:26 pm (UTC)(link)
"Cupcakes are good." Alanna said and reached over to grab one.

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2006-06-07 09:33 pm (UTC)(link)
"They went pretty well with the chocolate pudding. This? Not so much," Anders said a little sadly.

[identity profile] threeweapons.livejournal.com 2006-06-07 09:35 pm (UTC)(link)
"I know. Couldn't it have been, I don't know, lemon pudding or something? At least it would be edible."

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2006-06-07 09:44 pm (UTC)(link)
Anders nodded. "I actually kind of like tapioca, but it looks kind of gross splattered everywhere, so no."

[identity profile] threeweapons.livejournal.com 2006-06-07 09:50 pm (UTC)(link)
"Tapioca? Never had that."

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2006-06-07 10:09 pm (UTC)(link)
"It's kind of weird," he told her. "Vanilla, I think, with little chewy bead sort of things in it. Most people think it's gross, but I guess I'm weird too."

[identity profile] threeweapons.livejournal.com 2006-06-07 10:31 pm (UTC)(link)
"You go here, of course you're weird. And that does sort of sound gross."

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2006-06-07 10:45 pm (UTC)(link)
"You're onto something there," Anders admitted. "But it might be less messy than fig pudding. Bleah."

[identity profile] grand-fallguy.livejournal.com 2006-06-07 09:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Tim passed the common room on his way up to his room, and decided to stop for a chat. He had a few scrapes on his face and looked disgruntled.