http://elephantgadget.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2010-09-20 06:14 pm
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4th Floor Common Room: Monday Night [9-20-10]

Helen was feeling particularly lazy today so she was stretched out on one of the couches with a book and the TV on in the background. She'd stopped and picked up a variety of junk food after her food appreciation class today - twinkies and other hostess cakes featured prominently. There was more than enough for anyone who might happen to stop by.
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[identity profile] squire-hand.livejournal.com 2010-09-21 02:41 am (UTC)(link)
"Good book?" James asked, appearing as if by magic. Or stairwell.

[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com 2010-09-21 02:42 am (UTC)(link)
She tossed him a twinkie. "Very."

[identity profile] squire-hand.livejournal.com 2010-09-21 02:46 am (UTC)(link)
He caught it one-handed, staring at the crinkly-packaged snack food. 'What's this?"

[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com 2010-09-21 02:47 am (UTC)(link)
"Something delicious and undoubtedly very bad for you."

[identity profile] squire-hand.livejournal.com 2010-09-21 02:50 am (UTC)(link)
"Excellent," he said, opening the very loud package. He sniffed it and took a bite. "Interesting. It's cake!"

[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com 2010-09-21 02:52 am (UTC)(link)
"With a creamy filling," she agreed. "Though, I must say I'm a bit more in favor of something called a 'devil dog'.

[identity profile] squire-hand.livejournal.com 2010-09-21 02:57 am (UTC)(link)
"Filling?" He took another bite, and found the creamy goodness.

"This is good!" he exclaimed, taking another bite.
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