http://death-of-hope.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] death-of-hope.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2007-09-17 05:29 pm
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Second Floor Common Room, Monday Afternoon

Anemone had everything she needed.  Oodles of supplies, lots of cookbooks she had grabbed during her library shift, and pre-made postie-notes to label what the pies were so that no one would get an unhappy surprise.

[ooc: open as common rooms are, with totally modable pies for consumption!]
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[identity profile] inthereflexes.livejournal.com 2007-09-18 04:21 am (UTC)(link)
Jack wandered in and saw the pies first. Gal from Sex Ex second. And then more pies. He waved.

[identity profile] death-of-hope.livejournal.com 2007-09-18 05:03 am (UTC)(link)
Anemone waved as she pulled another pie out from the oven. "Hey. Help yourself."

[identity profile] inthereflexes.livejournal.com 2007-09-18 05:05 am (UTC)(link)
"Hey. You're in that class," he said, picking up a cherry pie.

[identity profile] death-of-hope.livejournal.com 2007-09-18 05:07 am (UTC)(link)
She blinked at him slowly. "I'm in a few classes, care to clarify?"

[identity profile] inthereflexes.livejournal.com 2007-09-18 05:11 am (UTC)(link)
"The one from today. Sex Ed." He was not blushing. He stood more manfully to cover the fact that he wasn't blushing.

[identity profile] death-of-hope.livejournal.com 2007-09-18 05:18 am (UTC)(link)
"And you're the boy from the dance. Jackie, right?" Anemone carefully measured out the ingredients for her next crust. "Aren't you in Comms class, too?"

[identity profile] inthereflexes.livejournal.com 2007-09-18 05:20 am (UTC)(link)
"Name's Jack. Jack Burton. Remember it cuz you'll be screamin' it laaater. And yeah, from the dance. Nothing happened with the glitter. I'm in Comms with C--" He shut up and ate some pie. "Nice."

[identity profile] death-of-hope.livejournal.com 2007-09-18 05:53 am (UTC)(link)
"With C? Which C? I think we have a few." Anemone slid another piece of pie at him. "Here, try this one. It's mango wasabi, and I'm not sure if I should add more wasabi paste to the crust or not."

[identity profile] inthereflexes.livejournal.com 2007-09-18 01:01 pm (UTC)(link)
He tried the pie. "With Cassaaaaah! Hot!" He ran to the sink and stuck his head under the faucet.

[identity profile] death-of-hope.livejournal.com 2007-09-18 01:55 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh, with Cassandra! Yeah." She quirked her head at him and frowned. "Too hot? Really? Darn, I'd hoped the mango would set it off nicely."

[identity profile] inthereflexes.livejournal.com 2007-09-18 02:01 pm (UTC)(link)
"You coulda warned me it was spicy! Who puts spicy in a pie?" Aside from, y'know, the crazy pinkheaded chick. It wasn't too hot, per se, but... it's a spicy pie!
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