2nd floor common room, Thursday evening

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

Johnny was cooking. I know, so help him right? Seriously though he was doing a pretty good job with the taco making. Hardest thing was getting the meat seasoned just right and he thought he had that down. Nothing really left to do but put it all together and chow down.  It wasn't his fault he kept setting kitchen towels on fire and had to quickly put them out. Making tacos was serious business.

Seriously.

He's only ruined four towelss anyway. Not like anyone would notice, and he would totally replace them.

[common room is open.] 

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[itsjustlanguage.livejournal.com]

Hoshi was totally on the wrong floor, but she thought she could smell something burning and decided to investigate. "Are you cooking?"

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

Johnny grinned over his shoulder at her. "Yeah. Taco's. Want one?" The burned towels were scattered on the kitchen floor.

[itsjustlanguage.livejournal.com]

Hoshi glanced at the towels on the floor. "Sure, that would be nice," she said.

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

Johnny didn't glance at the towels. Johnny was playing dumb. "Come here and help yourself. I made plenty. They are totally awesome too."

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

Jack waved to Hoshi.

[itsjustlanguage.livejournal.com]

Hoshi waved back.

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

"How's your week?" he asked, moving to within conversatin' distance (but not in her Personal Bubble). NOt that he knows these things, he's just taking a few steps in her direction.

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

//Hey Hoshi, how's it going?// Billy said in Japanese. "Survive the weekend?"

[itsjustlanguage.livejournal.com]

"//I did. Hiding in my room helped,//" replied Hoshi in Japanese.

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

He got most of that. "Did you have anyone come to visit?"

[practicaldevice.livejournal.com]

Anathema wrinkled her nose when she came into the room. "Why are you burning things?"

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

"What're you talking about?" He turned around, his mouth half-full. Play dumb. It would totally work.

[practicaldevice.livejournal.com]

Anathema rolled her eyes. "The smell of smoke that is everywhere?"

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

"You smell smoke?" Johnny asked. "I smell delicious taco's. Want one?"

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

Jack waved at the other gal. She was in a class with him, right? She looked familiar.

[practicaldevice.livejournal.com]

Anathema nodded back, eating her taco.

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

He walked over. "Hey, don't we have a class together?" Cuz he's smooth.

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

"Mmm...something smells good," Jack said, entering the common room.


Yes, he did have no taste, why do you ask?

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

"Taco's dude, come on over and help yourself," Johnny replied around a big bite.

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

"Will do!" he said, proceeding to make enough for a teenage boy.

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

"Don't believe we've met," he said, extending his hand. "Johnny Storm."

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

"I smell some manner of cooking." Billy said, coming in. He sniffed again. "What are you seasoning with?"

has sudden urge to season ground beef with old bay seasoning just to see how it would taste. loves old bay

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

"Taco seasoning sauce," Johnny said, looking over his shoulder at Billy. "Come on in, grab yourself a taco."

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

"I do like a taco." Billy nodded. "You cook much?"

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

"Nah, mainly was just fooling around tonight but maaan, they turned out awesome. And I was craving taco's. I can do popcorn pretty good."