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fandomhighdorms2007-02-10 01:35 pm
nadiathesaint) wrote in fandomhighdorms2007-02-10 01:35 pm
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fifth floor common room, Saturday early afternoon
Nadia was making breakfast.
Well, sort of. Nadia was currently leaning on the counter, staring vaguely at the ingredients with which one might make breakfast, and wondering if she can make it through an entire session with a frying pan and other implements of burnination without falling asleep and potentially getting herself killed.
After a few moments, Nadia was making cereal.
If she drowned in a bowl of milk? Well. Cest la vie.
[ooc: open]
Well, sort of. Nadia was currently leaning on the counter, staring vaguely at the ingredients with which one might make breakfast, and wondering if she can make it through an entire session with a frying pan and other implements of burnination without falling asleep and potentially getting herself killed.
After a few moments, Nadia was making cereal.
If she drowned in a bowl of milk? Well. Cest la vie.
[ooc: open]