3rd Floor Common Room Thursday Night [9-6-07]

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

Lana decided she needed to get out of her room and be more sociable than she had been. And what better way to do that than common room food sharing? Which was why she was cooking up spaghetti sauce and garlic bread and getting ready to make a whole lot of pasta. There was salad and fresh fruit for those looking for something a little lighter. She hummed quietly to herself as she worked, enjoying the whole process.


[Open with free food for all]

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[absolutesnark]

Summer wandered into the common room and waved. "Hey Lana."

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

"Summer!" Lana said cheerfully. "Come on in, have some pasta!"

[absolutesnark]

"Ooh, free food. Awesome," Summer replied, heading over to grab a plate.

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

"I was just in a pasta sort of mood, you know?" Lana said with a smile.

[neurotic-witch.livejournal.com]

Chris was bored, so he wandered in a few minutes after his roommate.

"Hey, Lana," he greeted with a wave.

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Chris," Lana said. "Come in and help yourself."

[neurotic-witch.livejournal.com]

"It smells great, thanks," Chris said. "How've you been?"

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

"Not bad," Lana said. "First week of classes and they seem pretty good so far. And you?"

[absolutesnark]

"Hey roomie," Summer greeted.

[neurotic-witch.livejournal.com]

"Long time, no see," Chris joked. "I hope you don't think I'm stalking you or anything."

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

"Good evening fellow Fandomites." Billy came in and noticed a lack of new kids. Ah well. "What's that I smell cooking?"

[neurotic-witch.livejournal.com]

"Hey, man," Chris waved, recognizing Billy from the cabins over the summer.

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

"Hey, you're one of them Halliwell boys right?"

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

"Pasta," Lana said. "Help yourself."

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

"Ooh, thank you. How's life been treating you lately?" He dipped some bread into his pasta sauce.

[im-afrog.livejournal.com]

Adam walked in, Sara trotting behind him. (Why yes, she followed him everywhere.) Something smelled good.

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

Lana smiled. "Hey, come on in and help yourself."

[im-afrog.livejournal.com]

"Thanks," Adam smiled back. "Can I help with anything?"

[ladycfitzgerald.livejournal.com]

Anne had no trouble at all smelling the spaghetti sauce and garlic bread from the fourth floor, and wandered down a floor with alacrity.

"That smells wonderful," she declared, wishing she'd thought to bring an apron with her. "Even better than that pizza stuff I had last week. Do you need any help? I've learned to be a decent hand in the kitchen."

[neurotic-witch.livejournal.com]

Chris was well into his second plate of spaghetti when Anne walked in. He looked up and smiled, unaware of the sauce dotting his chin.

"Hey! How's it going?"

[ladycfitzgerald.livejournal.com]

"Hello, Chris," Anne replied, hard pressed to hide a smile of amusement at the slight mess he'd made of his face. "I see you're enjoying your dinner, like a growing boy should."

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

"Oh, no," Lana said with a smile. "Just come on in and help yourself."

[ladycfitzgerald.livejournal.com]

Anne hesitated, hunger and guilt engaged in a titanic struggle on her face for the briefest of moments. "You're sure? I'd feel awful not helping, but it smells so wonderful."

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

"Evening Anne."

[ladycfitzgerald.livejournal.com]

It was a moment before Anne meticulously chewed and swallowed her mouthful of spaghetti, then dabbed carefully at her mouth before answering. "Hello, Billy. How are you tonight?"