Third Floor Common Room, Lunchtime

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

After a handwavey walk into town for supplies, Dawn set out a bunch of sandwich fixings, pretzels, chips of various descriptions, cookies, fruit, lemonade, iced tea, and soda.

A small handwritten sign told people to help themselves, so she didn't have to keep repeating herself.

As for Dawn, she sat down with a book to enjoy her hummus with cheese, sprouts, carrots and sweet pickles. Occasionally she sipped from her lemonade.


[ooc: Open to all, mod any sandwich fixings or side items you'd like.]

Comments

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Huh, you know, the news is very similar in Bridgeville. Well, that and I'm leaving for Sunnydale with Xander this afternoon."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"You're going to Sunnydale?" Dawn blinked. "Why? Is there an apocalypse coming? Do you need help? Should I get Buffy? Do you have enough stakes? Did you remember the holy water?"

Overreact much, Dawnie?

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Uh, no to all of that?" Bridge says. "Xander's taking SATs. I'm going along for moral support. And because I've never been to 1999 before."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Oh." That took a lot of wind out of her sails, but not all of it. "You should still take extra stakes, though. And you're going back to 1999?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Okay," Bridge nods. "And yeah." He glances down at his uniform. "Guess I should probably change into civvies, huh?"

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, probably. Or come up with a good cover story." She snorted, "or any cover story--this is Sunnydale, after all."