http://pastmewrong.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] pastmewrong.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2009-08-18 11:09 am

3rd Floor Common Room [Tuesday, Late Morning]

Effy... was not generally a morning person, by any stretch of the imagination. Not unless she hadn't yet been to bed.

So it was mid-morning at least on a day she didn't have a workshop to think about, before she surfaced enough to pull on some clothes and bothered to find something to eat: toast. Well, toast and tea. A master chef in the making, this one.

The TV was on, for all she claimed she hated that sort of thing. She was watching for the mocking potential of their little dramas. That was all.

[[bored bored, and so open!]]

[identity profile] iknowstuff.livejournal.com 2009-08-18 02:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Of which Layla seemed to be taking cereal from each box and mixing it together in one big bowl before taking yogurt out of the fridge. "It's not weird. It just has toy surprises inside," she replied. "And will put you into a sugar coma with the right mixture."

[identity profile] iknowstuff.livejournal.com 2009-08-18 03:17 pm (UTC)(link)
"I have to work today," Layla replied as she started mixing the yogurt with water. "I'll need the extra energy. Being hyper makes the day go faster."

[identity profile] iknowstuff.livejournal.com 2009-08-18 03:43 pm (UTC)(link)
"Things Reborn," Layla replied as she poured the yogurt/water mixture over the cereal. "It's one of those used things shops. Vintage clothes. Old record players and stuff. Quiet place to work and the money is fairly decent."

[identity profile] iknowstuff.livejournal.com 2009-08-18 03:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"That would be it," Layla said coming back to the couch with her bowl of cereal. "I like it. Plus the boss is pretty laid back so I can do whatever I want to do as long as the work gets done."

[identity profile] iknowstuff.livejournal.com 2009-08-18 07:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Layla kind of chuckled at that. "I'm not sure there is a job you'd enjoy," she said sitting down and beginning to wolf down her cereal. "Unless they paid you to smoke."