Fourth Floor Common Room, Late Morning

Gwynn was dressed in her best dress and her hair was carefully done. There was no sign of her usual leather wear or her boots. In fact, there was nothing with her that even looked like she was the daughter of Robin Hood. She was sitting on the couch with her legs tucked up under her and she was reading what might have been a magazine. From the slight blush on her face, it was obvious that it wasn't your run of the mill magazine.



[[OOC: Gwynn has been Mind-Whammied by Witch!Lana. Here would be the first place to run into her and have the wacky hijinks!]]

[identity profile] justmisplaced.livejournal.com 2007-04-05 01:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Shawn chuckled at being referred to as sir, and held out a plate.

"Poptart?" he offered. "My culinary skills extend as far as turning on a toaster, otherwise, I'd come up with something more interesting."

[identity profile] justmisplaced.livejournal.com 2007-04-05 03:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Shawn smirked. He may be taken, but that doesn't mean he doesn't appreciate being referred to as handsome by pretty girls.

"Uh, a sort of hot biscuit?" His explanation could do with a little work, really. "With raspberry and sugar."

[identity profile] justmisplaced.livejournal.com 2007-04-05 03:46 pm (UTC)(link)
"Okay, then." Shawn put one on a second plate and held it out to her. "Merry pre-Easter, or something."

[identity profile] justmisplaced.livejournal.com 2007-04-05 04:08 pm (UTC)(link)
Shawn gave her a bemused smile and nodded. "No problem. Hope it's as good as you were expecting."

[identity profile] justmisplaced.livejournal.com 2007-04-05 04:28 pm (UTC)(link)
"You haven't tried it yet," Shawn pointed out. He couldn't help but think that Summer would not much like the kissing all that much.

[identity profile] justmisplaced.livejournal.com 2007-04-05 05:21 pm (UTC)(link)
"I agree with you, of course," he continued leaning back against the counter again. "Wouldn't be making them otherwise."