Third Floor Common Room, Late Friday Afternoon

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Maybe the wuss wasn't sleeping enough, maybe it was end-of-year stress, but for whatever reason, the real Tyler had been getting a lot more time to play lately -- which he was greatly enjoying. He'd stayed out in the woods for almost two days, putting together ... well, call it a present for the school.

Now, though, he was hungry. He whistled as he walked into the common room and started to throw together a big pot of vegetable soup -- enough to share, if anyone came by.

[OOC: Especially for the last scene-sters, but open. There will be one more post tomorrow if RL doesn't snatch me away.]