4th Floor Common Room [Friday Late Morning]

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Angela wasn't a big chef. Or one at all, actually. But she had a sudden craving for some sort of brunch this morning, so she was in the common room making pancakes.

Okay they were microwave pancakes, but they were pancakes none the less. They still tasted good, and smelt even better, and that was good enough for her.

[[ooc: It's a common room, do I really have to say it's open?]]

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[robinthefrog.livejournal.com]

"Playful pouncing, or attacking pouncing?" Robin asked, backing up a bit. "Hi Amber."

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"Playful, but she plays rough," Cal said with a wry grin.

But it turned out that Amber was just playing with pouncing, too. She pounced the air to see if she could make Robin jump before just trotting over to rub up against him and purr a lot.

[robinthefrog.livejournal.com]

Robin did jump a little, but it wasn't a full on froggy leap. He giggled when she started to purr and rub up against him. He petted her. "You got me." he told her.

[not-a-mused.livejournal.com]

Amber rubbed up against Robin just a little bit more before she flopped down lazily to just enjoy being petted. Being a kitten was the best ever.

"You," Cal noted to the cat, "are enjoying this way too much."

[robinthefrog.livejournal.com]

Robin laughed. "I'm spoiling her aren't I." He didn't stop petting.

[not-a-mused.livejournal.com]

"No worse than I have," Cal answered. "And she's eating it all up, too, I'll bet."

[robinthefrog.livejournal.com]

"She sure seems to be." Robin agreed. "One of the advantages to being cute and furry I suppose."