Third Floor Common Room, Late Thursday Morning

[vanillajello]

And after this moment, Kate wasn’t going to do anything useful for a long while, at least not until she’d have to start packing for her trip home.

After a handwavy ballet workout in the gym, she had headed to her floor’s common room and made some orange chocolate muffins. And now that they were done – and she'd put them in a basket on a near-by table – she was hogging a couch in front of the TV, and watching a random cooking show about extravagant wedding cakes.

Life was good, at this very moment. And so were the muffins.


[ooc: Open, as common rooms usually are. Mod your wedding cakes if you wish.]