Fifth Floor Common Room [Evening]

[rilla-myrilla.livejournal.com]

Rilla had discovered slice and bake cookies today.

Which was why she was now muttering to herself, wondering why she couldn't get the little hearts in the middle of the sugar cookies to not look incredibly deformed.

Rilla's life was very difficult.

Comments

[rilla-myrilla.livejournal.com]

"Well, yes," Rilla agreed reluctantly, "but it's an important part of it."

[inneedofcoffee.livejournal.com]

"I'm never marrying," Maladicta informed her. Oh snap. She would be a really old maid now.

[rilla-myrilla.livejournal.com]

Rilla gasped in (sadly, unfeigned) overdramatic horror. "No!"

[inneedofcoffee.livejournal.com]

The horror. The horror.

"Somehow I will survive," she replied dryly.

[rilla-myrilla.livejournal.com]

"Alone," Rilla added. "Forever."

[inneedofcoffee.livejournal.com]

"I'm not marrying," Maladicta replied with a sigh. "Not becoming a hermit."

[rilla-myrilla.livejournal.com]

Rilla let out a very unladylike snort. "That's what you think."

[inneedofcoffee.livejournal.com]

"I've gone longer without marriage than you've been alive." Bring it, Rilla. Bring it.

[rilla-myrilla.livejournal.com]

Rilla gaped at her. "What?"

Eloquent.

[inneedofcoffee.livejournal.com]

"Vampire. Keep up, Rilla," Maladicta replied, giving the dough another prod.

[rilla-myrilla.livejournal.com]

Rilla flailed about. "I'm trying!"