2nd Floor Common Room - Tuesday Evening

[goodgirlmeg.livejournal.com]

Meg wanted to reward herself after working hard today. A cupcake sort of reward. So after showering (she had been playing in the dirt all day) she headed to the kitchen to see if there were any cupcakes in the fridge. But there wasn't any. Not even regular cake. So she decided to take matters into her own hands and make her own damn reward. Meg's cupcakes were better than store-bought ones anyhow.

[Open. I am so bored.]

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[ecirpnellehada.livejournal.com]

That earned Meg, as Adah took the cupcake, a very stern sort of look. It was truly unsettling talk to speak of such a thing as overboard icing from existing.

True, Adah was by nature an extremely modest eater. She also, however, had a bit of a sweet tooth.

Some things couldn't be helped. She very promptly licked a small bit of icing that had gotten on her fingers as she held the cupcake off.

[goodgirlmeg.livejournal.com]

Meg knew that stern look. It was the same one Dean had given her when she mentioned too much icing. "Another icing enthusiast, huh?"

[ecirpnellehada.livejournal.com]

Adah shrugged slightly, carefully taking a nibble at the cupcake. Cupcakes were one of those few foods that made Adah wish she had better use of her other hand; a bit of that unheard of too much icing ended up right on the tip of her nose.

"Too many stingy church bake sale cupcakes," she explained quietly, with a small smile and another nibble.

[goodgirlmeg.livejournal.com]

"Oh, I totally understand," Meg said, surprised she got a whole sentence out of Adah. "I've been to plenty of church bake sales. Eventually I just started volunteering to make all the cupcakes."

[ecirpnellehada.livejournal.com]

Well, technically, it was only a sentence fragment. Adah maintained her smirk for a moment, before her slightly icing dabbled nose wrinkled, and she shook her head. She wouldn't be caught dead baking for one of those; thankfully, her disability left her off the hook a lot but, when it was unavoidable, she'd get through trying to mix one bowl of black icing and then be excuse for other reasons.

[goodgirlmeg.livejournal.com]

Meg smirked. "You more of an eater than a baker?"

[ecirpnellehada.livejournal.com]

Adah gave a solemn nod, as solemn as a nod could be when you were licking icing off the tip of your finger, while expertly still holding the cupcake without any more incidents of smearing. "A food chain always has its predators, its prey, and its," the cupcake tilted toward herself, "scavengers."