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Third Floor Common Room, Wednesday Morning

It felt like a good day to at least pretend to be social.

This meant that Kate was spending her morning in the common room, having donuts and vanilla pudding for breakfast. Not necessarily the healthiest of choices, but Kate cared not. She'd have like, an apple, later, okay? Jesus.

And of course, she had a big mug of coffee as she hogged a couch, leafing through an old issue of Cosmopolitan.

It was a good morning. Roommate and neighbour randomness aside, she'd actually had a good week or so.

... She'd start getting twitchy about it if things continued like this for too long. But not yet. Now it was just all good.

[ooc: Open! And my last day of Easter recess oh goodness WHY. *clings*]

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Since Bod didn't have any classes, he had plans to spend most of it outside. Before that, he'd decided to finally return something that wasn't his especially with a dance coming up.

So, it was his luck that he found Kate before he ended up at her room. So, he stopped in the door of the common room, one shoulder against the frame.

"You're quite easy to find this morning," he said by way of greeting.

Kate looked up from the incredibly fascinating report of... last summer's beach fashion, to roll her eyes at him. "Because usually I'm incredibly hard to find. Really."

"You're in the first place I happened to pass with an open door," he pointed out, smiling a bit. "To me, that's quite easy."

"It's too early to be getting too witty," she told him before taking a sip of coffee. "So I'm not going to argue with that. You were looking for me?"

"Yes," he said, wandering into the common room. "I've got something of yours. I thought you might like it back before your dance later this week."

"My necklace?" she asked, setting her mug down on the coffee table, next to two pudding cups and a donut on a plate. Mmm, breakfast. "Nothing to do with the dance, but I'd like that back, yeah."

"That's the only thing of yours I have, isn't it?" he asked, plucking it out of his pocket and holding it out to her. "It might not have anything to do with the dance but I still thought you might like it back beforehand. To wear with whatever dress you choose."

"I don't always wear this," she pointed out as she reached for it. "Although I think it might actually go with my dress this time. I got one from Baltimore last night."

"You wear it a lot," he clarified, letting her take it and sticking his hands in his pockets. "And if it goes with your dress, I made a good decision in deciding to return it today. Hopefully they complement each other well."

"It should," she said, opening the lock before sliding the chain around her neck and snapping it shut again. Did she feel safer now? Maybe. The tiniest bit. "Might not. We'll see. Thanks."

"Of course," he said and nodded. "Anyway, that was the reason I was looking for you. Mission accomplished on my part."

"And I don't have a mission," she replied, reaching for her coffee again. Once she had it, she looked up at him again, smirking a bit. "So. Would you like to be my date to the dance?"

"Yes," he said after a moment's pause. "Of course I would. I'll warn you, I've never been to this sort of dance before. I only know the basics of what I'm supposed to do."

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"My lady Kate," Mat said, grinning and giving her a little bow as he entered the common room. "How do you fare this morning?"

"Pretty well, so far," Kate replied after a slight chuckle, looking up. "And you, kind sir?"

"Better now that you've brightened my day with your presence," he replied with a wink as he sat down. "Breakfast would be a good thing as well."

She eyed him and raised an eyebrow, amused. "Well, I don't really think sitting down is very conducive to getting breakfast, do you?"

Sure, she still had another pudding cup and a donut on the coffee table in front of her, but she wasn't about to share.

"Oh, I don't cook," Mat said with a little laugh. "I'd burn something down if it requires anything more complicated than a stick and a fireplace."

"Well, I guess it sucks to be you, then," Kate remarked lightly. "Please don't burn down the dorms, though. It's where I keep all my stuff."

"Oh, I'll waste away instead," Mat said, giving her donut a hopeful look.

"Hey! No ogling my breakfast," she said, shaking her head. "I'm not in a sharing mood."

"But it's calling to me," Mat whined. "It says 'Mat, eaaaaaaat me. I am delicious and lonely."

Mat got a little strange when his blood sugar was low.

"It's not lonely," Kate assured him, reaching to pull the plate with the donut a little closer to herself. Just in case. "It's going to join its friends in my stomach in just a moment."

"Then I shall lie here and starve and it will be all your fault and my ghost will haunt you," Mat threatened. Threateningly.

...ignore the smile.

"Pfft. As if I'm scared of ghosts."

And now she was just going to actually pick the donut up, and take a bite, and smile smugly at him.