5th floor common room - noonish

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No classes today meant that Jake had been sleeping in (not that this was a new concept). He'd woken up eventually, stomach grumbling and well... he needed food. Honestly, that wasn't a new concept either.

Instead of going to buy something in town however, he'd found some eggs and bacon and was making food. The television in the common room was on and tuned to the Formula 1 practice race because this time of the day, there was little interesting on. For him anyway.

[No work is fun.]

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He chuckled. "Yeah, he's not bad, but don't tell him that. It might go to his head."

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"'Bod's not bad,'" Ariel wrote with a dorkish giggle, because everyone knew good flirting meant being a complete dork. "Nice one."

At least, Ariel was sort of hoping that was the case, because she had it down pat.

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Wait, what? Oh. Huh.

He snorted. "Unintentially then," he said, scratching the back of his neck. "I'm not dorky enough to think of that."

Yeah, he was.

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"Oh, no; of course not. You're probably not dorky at all!!!"

Writing words wasn't very flirtation, so Ariel was making sure to put what she couldn't do in tone through her very expressive eyes.

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"Well, I don't think so but people might disagree," he snickered and um... Why was it getting hot in here? Wait no, he was always hot.

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Ariel would totally agree.

"They clearly must be jealous," she wrote with a definitive, certain nod.

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He laughed. "Yeah, that must be it," he agreed with a nod.

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Ariel nodded a few more times for good measure, and then she patted her stomach with her hand.

"I'm hungry, though," she wrote in explanation. "Breakfast time! What do you suggest?"

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That he could relate to. "I made eggs," he said. "I'm sure there's some more in the fridge."

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"I can make toast!!!!!!!"

The sheer amount of exclamation marks easily marked her excitement as she realized that she could contribute something herself. She dropped the notebook and bounced forward quickly to find where the bread had been hidden. Bread, bread, where was the bread?

There it was! She pulled it out and brandished it happily, then opened it up to take out two slices, dropped them into the toaster, and pushed the thing down, just like she'd seen Hayley do. And then turned a beaming grin of accomplishment toward Jacob, to make sure he saw how capable she was.

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He'd never ever seen anyone so excited about toast. Okay, maybe Quil after a grueling shift and being stuck on... another diet. Still, Quil didn't look cute.

"Do they have toasters where you're from?" he asked, wondering if that'd explain the energy. "Or did you pick that up real fast?"

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Ariel's head proudly went back and forth, as she grinned from ear to ear, to express how new she was with things like toasters. She shrugged her shoulders, quite pleased with herself, and thinking that the only thing bad about toasters was the wait. But she could wait. It just meant she could look at Jacob more.

Although perhaps she really shouldn't be. If she wasn't, she'd notice that maybe the wait was slightly too long, and there was smoke starting to drift up from the machine behind her.

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And well, the scent reached him even before he noticed the smoke. "Um... you might want to get them out now, unless you like them blanked."

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Ariel blinked at Jacob for a moment, frowning in confusion before slowly, almost as if she somehow knew it was something bad, turning around.

She didn't know toasters, but she knew that black smoke was probably bad. She flailed, just slightly, before descending upon the appliance and hitting it with her hands, not sure of what else to do. Finally, by sheer dumb luck, she manage to swat the right button, the toast popped up, and Ariel covered her beating heart with her hand, slumping slightly.

While the toast was salvageable, she couldn't be so sure about her pride.

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No laughing, Jacob. No laughing. It was hard.

"You okay?" he asked, taking a step closer to inspect the toast. "We can probably scrape that off, or just make a new one." Well, he could. He wasn't sure he wanted to risk another flail like that.

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No, no, no! It was fine; it was still good! See?

In a desperate attempt to make it look like it hadn't been an utter failure, Ariel snatched up one of the slices of toast, juggled it between her fingers a little because hot, hot, hot! and then took a daring bite.

And a very slow chew.

See? Yummy...

She smiled hopefully, but her eyes betrayed her.

Mmm. Char.

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Jacob winced a little. "That can't possibly taste good," he said. "You really don't have to eat it like that."

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Okay, yeah, the jig was up. Almost gratefully, Ariel nodded her head with a little bit of misery, and brought her hand up to her mouth. She turned to discretely spit the toast out. She cleared her throat, now dry and scratchy from dry scratchy toast, and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand with an expression of maybe I'll just leave the toast to the experts...

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Jacob laughed now, because well... It was funny.

"It's okay. You just got here Saturday," he pointed out and taking a wilde guess, he opened the fridge to grab a carton of orange juice. "There's glasses in the cupboard right to your left."

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Ariel spun toward the left, eager to gain back the purchase she had lost with the whole toast thing, opening the cupboard and feeling grateful that there were only glasses in it, so she wouldn't screw that up, too. She snatched up two of them, one in each hand, and turned back toward Jacob expectantly.

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Really, he had no clue there was purchase to be gained or lost. He did fill up the two glasses. "That should help get rid of the taste."

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Ariel watched the glasses fill for a moment before looking over at Jacob and blinking her blue eyes that were trying their hardest to convey that, clearly, he was the nicest boy ever. She then sipped, in an attempt to seem ladylike despite the fact that she'd just spit out toast into her hand, and maybe looked at him all cutely a little more.