Romeo Montague (
withoutverona) wrote in
fandomhighdorms2009-02-08 01:09 pm
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5th Floor CR, Sunday Afternoon
Luke still didn't really know where he was, and the Seavers hadn't picked up when he called. He should have known better than to be taken in by all the "Luke, we're your family now" stuff, right? Dumb. And this place seemed to be strange, but a little better than the streets.
Anyhow, he had a full fridge and a pile of creative sandwich fixings, so he knew he wouldn't have to steal food again. So far, he'd made ham and swiss, turkey and cheddar, salami and American, peanut butter and jelly, and tuna salad with potato chips, and he'd probably keep making them until he ran out of bread. Either he'd share them or he'd eat them himself.
The TV was tuned to somemoddable sporting event on ESPN, and Luke was trying to decide who to root for as he cooked.
[OOC: Open CR! Have a sammie!]
Anyhow, he had a full fridge and a pile of creative sandwich fixings, so he knew he wouldn't have to steal food again. So far, he'd made ham and swiss, turkey and cheddar, salami and American, peanut butter and jelly, and tuna salad with potato chips, and he'd probably keep making them until he ran out of bread. Either he'd share them or he'd eat them himself.
The TV was tuned to some
[OOC: Open CR! Have a sammie!]
