Lobby: Tuesday, All Day [ 12/14 ] - StuCo Coffee Bar!

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

It was a sleepy Quinn who got to the lobby and eyed the pastries on the coffee cart across the lobby from the Christmas tree with suspicion. Eventually, she selected an apple danish and prepared to pick at it while she texted back and forth with Brittany. Studying felt lame.

Still, she had to admit the cart looked awesome. There was tons of coffee (and other hot beverages), pastries, and extra pens and paper for anyone who might need one before class. A sign the definitely needed more glitter was hung on the cart, reading: GOOD LUCK ON YOUR FINALS, FROM YOUR STUDENT COUNCIL REPRESENTATIVES.

[OOC: Grab snaaaacks! Or talk to Quinn. Or ... whatever.]

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[icecoldfrost]

Food! Food, in the dorms, that Emma did not have to call for delivery and did not smell like peaches. To her, this was a win-win situation, and she was halfway through craming for her econ final when she made her way downstairs in her fuzzy slippers.

"Oh thank the caffeine gods. Coffee."

Someone had priorities.

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

"Courtesy of the student council," Quinn answered, sweeping a glance over Emma. "And I like the slippers."

She wasn't being sarcastic.

[icecoldfrost]

"I like cute things," Emma admitted, looking down at her slippers with a half-smile. "Besides, putting on shoes when I don't have to go to class yet just seemed wrong."

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

"I have a pair that looks like kittens," Quinn revealed. "But I figured if I'm working, I have to wear shoes. Tomorrow might be a jammies all day, day."

[icecoldfrost]

"We've done a couple of all-girls sleepovers before, we ought to throw another one and make it an actual pajama party. Cute prints, fuzzy slippers, and no boys allowed," Emma mused. "It could be fun."

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

"Give people something relaxing before they go see mom and dad?" Quinn asked. "Well, I'd come. I like the way you think."

[icecoldfrost]

"Or just a way to relax that's part of a completely normal teenage existence," Emma quipped. "...or so I've been told."

"Does this mean you'd help me execute my daring plan?" She didn't know Quinn that well, but the girl was on student council and could possibly have resources for making it more a party and less a gathering.

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

"As long as you aren't talking about anything more daring than getting into the ball pit barefoot, I will," Quinn said,. She was surprised by the invitation, but figured it meant she was moving up the social ladder at long last. "I need boring varieties of being daring right now."

[icecoldfrost]

Well, Emma was a senior, and as much as Emma adored Karla, she was too young to rule the school. Quinn seemed an acceptable choice for Queen Bee duty. She didn't need to be besties with the girl to know she had potential.

"Maybe drinking games for those of us that want to partake, or a round of 'I Never,' but nothing more risque than that."

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

Emma had a good eye.

"Sure," Quinn said. "I'm around for another week or so. Whenever you want to do it is fine, just let me know. Think we can get catering?"

[icecoldfrost]

"That," Emma said smugly, "Is what Kennedy's credit card is for."

No, she hadn't asked Kennedy yet. But somehow she doubted the other girl would say no.

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

"She's my big sister," Quinn said smugly. "It's good to have family with money."