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Fifth Floor Common Room [evening]
Sookie had spent part of the evening on the phone with her Gran and with Tara, trying to get either of them to come visit for Parents' Weekend. The result -- aside from promises that both of them would try to make it -- was a craving for something from home.
Which was brought her out to the common room to bake a pie. This served dual purposes:
a) It smelled great and would likely provide her with company as a result, and
b) Now she had something to eat while watching Yell, which was apparently from her time but she'd still never seen. So pie seemed like a good accompaniment to being curled up on the couch and staring wide-eyed at the screen. (It was scary, okay.)
[omg I am bad at posting CRs without food in them. what is wrong with me? but I was given more iconses by SOMEONE, so clearly I had to post! open!]
Which was brought her out to the common room to bake a pie. This served dual purposes:
a) It smelled great and would likely provide her with company as a result, and
b) Now she had something to eat while watching Yell, which was apparently from her time but she'd still never seen. So pie seemed like a good accompaniment to being curled up on the couch and staring wide-eyed at the screen. (It was scary, okay.)
[omg I am bad at posting CRs without food in them. what is wrong with me? but I was given more iconses by SOMEONE, so clearly I had to post! open!]

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"Good thing it's not chicken pot pie, then, or it'd probably be hiding under the couch right about now."
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A pause. "...Drake?" he had to ask.
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So she peeked, and now Sookie was blushing a little too, though she didn't helpfully tell him that he wasn't far off at all on what she'd been put in, either. "I just think it's disrespectful," she said instead. "I mean, they're our teachers. I can't just talk to 'em like they're gonna come in here and hang out with us."
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unless we're talking movie canon. Or Amazing Friends. WTF random siblings," Bobby shrugged. "My parents always said one was enough work. Especially after, well-" a quick glance to make sure Hurley wasn't looking, then a layer of frost appeared on one hand. "That."no subject
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