http://notlikejack.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] notlikejack.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2011-03-26 08:05 pm
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2nd Floor Common Room - Saturday Evening

Bobby was making cookies. Well, Bobby was trying to make cookies. He'd never actually done it before. Mom didn't really approve of refined sugar or butter, and no one could say that cookies without sugar or butter were any good.

So Bobby had found a really handy recipe right on the back of a bag of chocolate chips, and baking was just like chemistry, right? You just followed directions and then poof, the experiment succeeded.

He was diligently following directions then as he tried to "beat" cold butter and sugar and eggs until it somehow all became creamy. His arm was beginning to hurt though, and nothing in the bowl looked even close to "creamy."

[Open common room of course!]
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[identity profile] fratboybitch.livejournal.com 2011-03-27 02:27 am (UTC)(link)
"Beer would definitely make these cookies better," Alex said, shrugging. "If you want people to ignore the gritty taste of something? Add alcohol. No one will give a shit about what the cookies really taste like."

[identity profile] notlikejack.livejournal.com 2011-03-27 02:36 am (UTC)(link)
"Wouldn't it be better to add pot?" he asked curiously. "I mean, if it weren't illegal, but if you can make brownies with pot, I think it might be a better addition to baked goods."

[identity profile] fratboybitch.livejournal.com 2011-03-27 02:42 am (UTC)(link)
"You know where to score some pot?" Alex asked, curious and amused all at the same time. "Bobby, I didn't realize this side of you existed!"

[identity profile] notlikejack.livejournal.com 2011-03-27 02:46 am (UTC)(link)
He shrugged. "Well, not here, but at home. You just go in my mom's office."

[identity profile] fratboybitch.livejournal.com 2011-03-27 02:48 am (UTC)(link)
"...seriously?" Alex asked, a little taken aback by that.

[identity profile] notlikejack.livejournal.com 2011-03-27 02:55 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, unless it's somewhere else since Jack & I aren't at home," Bobby said, shrugging again.

[identity profile] fratboybitch.livejournal.com 2011-03-27 03:02 am (UTC)(link)
"So, she's super strict with you guys but lighting up on the side?" Alex asked, confused. "Does she know you guys know?"

[identity profile] notlikejack.livejournal.com 2011-03-27 03:10 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, of course," he replied, poking hopefully at the batter. "Jack gets mad at her about it all the time."

[identity profile] fratboybitch.livejournal.com 2011-03-27 03:11 am (UTC)(link)
"What's her excuse for keeping it around?" Alex asked curiously.

[Totes fine! Sleep well!]

[identity profile] notlikejack.livejournal.com 2011-03-27 01:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Bobby gave him a weird look. "It's a drug. I don't think getting rid of it is that easy."
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