exspeedydotcom (
exspeedydotcom) wrote in
fandomhighdorms2010-01-13 06:20 pm
Entry tags:
Fifth Floor Common Room, Wednesday Evening
After a trip to the grocery store, Roy was ready to actually fend for himself for once, and what better to make on a chilly January day than some nice, spicy comfort food? That was right. Roy was making chili. From Oliver Queen's recipe. One teaspoon cayenne, three tablespoons chili powder, and a healthy dose of Tabasco sauce. God help the unwary.
While it simmered away on the stove, he sat down and grabbed the remote to see what was on TV. This was shaping up to be a good night, really. Chili, TV, and the entertainment value of rookies experiencing chili that tasted like fire for the first time. Yeah, he had no complaints.
And for the record: Yes, he did have functioning taste buds. His sanity...well, that was more questionable.
((Open!))
While it simmered away on the stove, he sat down and grabbed the remote to see what was on TV. This was shaping up to be a good night, really. Chili, TV, and the entertainment value of rookies experiencing chili that tasted like fire for the first time. Yeah, he had no complaints.
And for the record: Yes, he did have functioning taste buds. His sanity...well, that was more questionable.
((Open!))

no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
She finally dished herself out some chili.
"Well, it's the next best thing," she said. She sniffed it, eagerly. "Mmmmm."
no subject
no subject
She sputtered, dropping the bowl to the table with a little clunk but amazingly not spilling it.
"...Geepers!"
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
She had no idea that didn't make a lick of sense.
no subject
no subject
Then she got an even more fantastical idea. "You're not part dragon, are you?"
no subject
no subject
The smirk on her face betrayed the fact she found the practical joke amusing.