Fifth Floor Common Room, Thursday Evening

[not_in_the_book]

This was getting to be a habit.

Ronan pulled the casserole dish from the oven, and set it on the counter. When he pulled off the lid, the odour of the meatballs, in their savoury, tangy, tomato sauce, escaped and filled the room -- and, if prior experience was any indication, likely the entire building. He pulled a packet of toothpicks out of his basket, setting it beside the casserole, the only kind of utensil for this kind of meal; this was definitely a 'stand, eat, and chat' evening, and there was plenty for anyone who wanted to come by. There were also crackers laid out on a tray. and some sliced peppers, to help round out the meal.


(OOC: And Ronan once again feeds the dorms. :D )

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[stykera]

Stark, having been drawn up multiple floors by the smell of free common room food, walked into the room looking hopeful. That usually led to the offer of foodstuffs.

[not_in_the_book]

As it did now. "Hi!" Ronan said. "Come in, have some meatballs."

[stykera]

When he finally did leave the dorms, Stark was so going to miss the constant supply of food.

"Hello," Stark said with a grin, making his way over to said meatballs. "And thank you."

[not_in_the_book]

"Not a problem," Ronan said. "I enjoy cooking, and I tend to make large amounts, so..." He shrugged. "It's just as easy to share."

[absolutesnark]

Summer, for some reason found herself on the fifth floor, thus, she was in the common room. "Ooh, food."

[not_in_the_book]

"Yes!" Ronan smiled. "There are meatballs. Help yourself!"

[absolutesnark]

"I totally intend to," Summer said with a grin. "You're new, right? I don't think we've met."

[not_in_the_book]

Ronan nodded. "Yeah, I am. And I don't think we have, either. I'm Ronan." He held out his hand.

[stykera]

"Hello Summer," Stark said, waving in her direction.

[absolutesnark]

Summer smiled. "Hey Stark. How've you been?"

[stykera]

"I've been well," Stark said. "And you?"

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

Alphonse came from his room and wandered into the room. And there was food, so of course he had to notice it. "Something smells good in here."

[not_in_the_book]

Ronan waved. "Thanks! I was cooking. And now I'm sharing!"

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

"Ooooh." And 'yay', too, because he was definitely hungry. "It looks great, too. Thanks!"

[not_in_the_book]

"Not a worry," Ronan said. "I always make too much. So, yes, help yourself."

[absolutesnark]

"Hey Al," Summer greeted, waving.

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

"Hi Summer," Alphonse returned the wave. "It's been a while."

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

...well, this made things easier. Setsuna ducked her head when she spotted he-who-she-was-using-this-common-room-food-thing-as-an-excuse-to-go-see.

"Hey, Alphonse," she said, sufficiently bashfully.

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

"Hey," Alphonse greeted back. "How're you?"

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

How convenient that Setsuna should pick up on the scent of food, so she could have a nice, built-in excuse to come up, check it out, and then, oh, you know, while she was up here on the fifth floor, stop by after having something to eat to see Alphonse later... Hum hum.

[not_in_the_book]

Ronan waved cheerily. "Hi, there!" he said. "Hungry?"

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

"A bit, yes," Setsuna said with a soft, congenial smile. "It certainly does smell delicious..."

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

"You are officially becoming my favorite person." Marco said as he came into the room.

[not_in_the_book]

Ronan grinned. "Glad to hear it. Meatballs?"

(OOC: Sorry, ended up heading to bed last night -- want to continue today?)

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

"Definetly." Marco nodded.