4th Floor Common Room [Sunday, Around Midday]

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Angela had been up late watching movies last night, so she was up late today. Most teenagers would agree that mornings were not meant for being awake for anyway. Especially not when it was a Sunday.

Eventually she made it to the common room. And now? She was dancing to whatever was playing on MTV and cooking breakfast.

Uh. Sort of. if you could call toasting ready-made waffles 'cooking'. Angela did.

[[Ooooopen, obviously.]]

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[armybrat-lois.livejournal.com]

Lois stumbled into the common room, a cup of coffee that she had gotten from her own common room clutched in her hand.

"Please tell me there's cream in this fridge," she said groggily.

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Angela dumped another waffle into the toaster, before she turned to see who that was.

"There's cream," she told the other girl. "Morning!" Way too awake, this girl.

[armybrat-lois.livejournal.com]

"Oh, wow, morning," Lois said, feeling kind of bad she couldn't muster up the same perkiness. She didn't wake up until...3ish. "Thank god for this floor. I thought I'd have to drink this black and, ew, that would suck."

[flashesforinfo.livejournal.com]

"I so knew we were better than all the rest," Angela said, searching out that cream for her. She had time to kill while she waited for things to toast. "What floor are you on normally?"

[armybrat-lois.livejournal.com]

"Fifth," Lois said, pointing up. "The one that seems to be lacking coffee accessories this morning. I guess I should be lucky I found a mug up there. I could be drinking coffee out of a bowl or something."

[flashesforinfo.livejournal.com]

"Well, it would be very European of you," Angela remarked, offering the cream. "Some people would be into that."

[withoutverona]

Romeo padded downstairs in a t-shirt and sweatpants and made a beeline to the coffeepot. "Good morrow, Angela. Are you making food?" he asked hopefully.

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"I am," she confirmed, smiling at him over her shoulder. "Want waffles?" She assumed that would be why he was hopeful.

[withoutverona]

"I would love some, if you don't mind," Romeo answered. He filled his cup. "How is your weekend going? The dance was so full, I barely got a chance to talk to anyone."

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"Not too badly," Angela replied, peering into the toaster, just to make sure nothing was burning. "Dateless, but that actually didn't turn out too badly for me."

"Did you enjoy the last couple of days?"

[withoutverona]

"Also not too badly," Romeo said. "Nothing odd is happening, and I had a nice Valentine's Day with Dojima. It's a bit of an anniversary for us."

He smiled a little. "I have to wonder what's wrong with this school, that you didn't have an escort, even if it did turn out well."

[shyest-eyes.livejournal.com]

Hinata gazed in his direction for a moment, before nodding her head in greeting.

Even that much, she could do.

[withoutverona]

Romeo blinked but realized he could at least do as much as well. "Good day, Hinata," he tried. "I hope it finds you well."

[shyest-eyes.livejournal.com]

...

That... had not been in her plan. Somehow, vaguely, Hinata had hoped that nodding would be all of it and she would be fine. This caught her off-guard.

"Well enough," she managed. "And y-yourself?"

[withoutverona]

Well. This was awkward. Small talk, though, could hardly hurt, so Romeo pressed onward.

"Also well," Romeo said politely. "Pleased I'm myself and the island is calm for the weekend, and looking forward to the midterm break."

[shyest-eyes.livejournal.com]

"Good morning," she said quietly, as she slipped inside the common room. "Y-You seem to be in a good mood."

[flashesforinfo.livejournal.com]

"It's a Sunday and I have sugary food," she pointed out, pausing in her dancing for a moment. "No reason not to be." Angela was a firm believer in positivity, and it really seemed to work for her.

"Hi," she added a beat later.

[shyest-eyes.livejournal.com]

Hinata laughed softly. "No one w-was saying that it was good or bad or e-either, just an observation."

A pause.

"What s-sort of food?" she wondered.

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"Waffles," Angela replied, nodding towards the packet. "You want? I have half a pack left to try and pawn off on people."

[shyest-eyes.livejournal.com]

"Are you pawning t-them off for some reason?" Hinata asked, smiling. "And I wouldn't mind, i-if you do not."

[harrydresden.livejournal.com]

It wasn't his common room. The smell of toaster waffles (delicious as the might be) wasn't quite enough to compell Harry to go wandering in search of them. No, he was just bored so he wandered down a floor in search of something to do.

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Angela offered a wave of greeting from the couch, with her waffle holding hand.

"Morning," she greeted.

[harrydresden.livejournal.com]

"Hey," Harry replied, taking up a position at what he'd decided was a safe distance from the TV and the microwave. They were the two things most likely to die a sad death by wizard in his opinion.

"Exciting, waffle-filled Sunday?"

[flashesforinfo.livejournal.com]

"Something like that," Angela said smiling at him. "I could probably think of ways to make it more exciting."

[harrydresden.livejournal.com]

"Adding syrup?" Harry asked with a smirk. "Or maybe a bagel?"