ext_19147 ([identity profile] goodgirlmeg.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2007-09-04 10:02 am

Second Floor Common Room - Tuesday Morning

Meg didn't have class until Wednesday but she didn't want to get in the habit of sleeping in all day so when she woke up she got dressed and decided to check out the common room. It wasn't long before she was digging around in the kitchen and soon after she had eggs, bacon and pancakes cooking on the stove.

She had heard about the food sharing thing and was doing her best to make enough for anyone who stopped in.

[Open! There's food!]

[personal profile] blessed_twice 2007-09-05 03:11 am (UTC)(link)
Wyatt noticed the girl staring at him. "You okay?" he asked.

[identity profile] ecirpnellehada.livejournal.com 2007-09-05 03:15 am (UTC)(link)
A second longer, and then Adah blinked, realizing suddenly what she had been doing. She jumped a little in her skin, shaking her head quickly until the right side of her neck jerked and forced it to stop. She winced, and then, before the boy could start assuming things and asking more questions, she quickly waved her left hand in front of her as if to brush the whole thing off.
blessed_twice: (Wyatt isn't sure what to make of you)

[personal profile] blessed_twice 2007-09-05 03:19 am (UTC)(link)
Wyatt wasn't sure what to make of the girl. "You must be new," he said. "Hi, I'm Wyatt, I'm a senior."

[identity profile] ecirpnellehada.livejournal.com 2007-09-05 03:25 am (UTC)(link)
Adah shifted a little in her chair, eyes drifting over to the side away from Wyatt. Wyatt, Ttayw....She knew she should have gotten up and just left when he asked if she was okay, but it had, at the moment, been too much movement, but now she was trapped and expected to respond, but maybe, just maybe, if she just kept sitting there, he'd leave her alone like everyone else had. She just...hadn't expected this to happen; she was drawn in by food, her humanity foiling her once again and now there she was, unable to swim, in a sea of sharks...

[personal profile] blessed_twice 2007-09-05 04:10 am (UTC)(link)
Wyatt frowned a little, not sure if the girl was mute, socially awkward, or her culture didn't let her talk to strangers. "Okay," he said. "I'm down the hall in room 208. If you need help with anything, just knock on the door." He turned away to give her the opportunity to flee.