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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[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

"That's one way, for those who can't really cook dishes like this," Alphonse replied. "I live on this floor, too, so it was easy to notice the smell."

[not_in_the_book]

Ronan nodded. "Not that being on other floors seems to stop anyone." He grinned. "Have you noticed that? It seems like half the student body has a 'free food' radar."

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

Alphonse laughed. "Can't blame them, especially when you can make some really good food."

[not_in_the_book]

Ronan blushed, just slightly. "Thanks," he said. "I've always liked cooking, so..."

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

"One of my old roommates used to cook a lot, too," Alphonse said. "You almost get spoiled, living here."

[not_in_the_book]

Ronan nodded. "I can see how that might happen." He grinned, and speared another meatball with his toothpick.

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

"I take it you're one of the newer people around here?"

[not_in_the_book]

Ronan nodded. "Came in at the beginning of the term," he said. "It's been... an interesting experience."