Third Floor Common Room [Wednesday Evening]

[longislandiceme]

Okay, not actually had Bobby had class today, he'd also done the homework he'd busily been avoiding on Monday.

To celebrate this, there was pie from J,GoB.

Lots of pie from J,GoB. It seems they'd baked a few two many turtle pies and wanted Bobby to take the extras off their hands. Bobby had misundertood at first, of course, and had thought they were offering him a turtle for every pie he bought.

But really, who would do that? That's just silly.

[ooc: open and now i want pie.]

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[brat_inslayage]

"It's the part where someone's making me do it that kills my enthusiasm," Kennedy said dryly, but with a slight smile. "How's it going?"

[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

"I'm not being forced to wave at people, so pretty well, I guess," Bruce said.

[brat_inslayage]

"Don't mind Bobby. He thinks he's funny," she told him. "It's a thing, I don't wanna explain... I'm Kennedy, by the way. And you are?"

[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

"Oh, I've met him before. I understand," Bruce said. "Bruce Wayne. Pleased to meet you."

[brat_inslayage]

"Yeah, back atcha. You've gotta be new, right?" Kennedy asked lightly. "Wild guess, but you don't look too familiar."

[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

"You guessed right," Bruce said. "I like to think I'm one of the better adjusted new kids, though."