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Fifth Floor Common Room [evening]
Sookie had...kind of had a Day. Yes, with a capital D. And she was feeling helpless on top of exhausted -- she hadn't been sleeping well, on top of that Day-with-a-capital-D.
When she felt helpless, she did what she knew how to do: she cooked. She'd already decided she had to feed Karla, and that was of course going to get done if she had to throw the macaroni and cheese she was making (from scratch, thank you) at her friend. But it seemed wasteful, especially when it seemed like the vast majority of people were as much on edge as she was, and probably weren't eating well.
She dug out some fruit from the fridge, too, trying to keep things somewhat nutritional as she set the second batch of pasta to boil.
[common room is oooopen!]
When she felt helpless, she did what she knew how to do: she cooked. She'd already decided she had to feed Karla, and that was of course going to get done if she had to throw the macaroni and cheese she was making (from scratch, thank you) at her friend. But it seemed wasteful, especially when it seemed like the vast majority of people were as much on edge as she was, and probably weren't eating well.
She dug out some fruit from the fridge, too, trying to keep things somewhat nutritional as she set the second batch of pasta to boil.
[common room is oooopen!]
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"It's rather worrying, isn't it?" she said, bookmarking her place. "This whole... whatever is going on. I don't like it, not one bit."
She'd just ease into the heavy conversation. Yeeeah.
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handwavilyfighting off creatures to let off steam, never letting them close enough to bite, because that was just how he dealt with crap.He knew how Sookie dealt with crap too, and so after a quick shower headed almost immediately up to her floor and the common room, fully expecting to find her cooking or baking something.
"Knew I'd find you here," he murmured, planting a kiss on her cheek before grabbing a spoon and going right for that finished batch of pasta.
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And if she was looking him over for gray spots, could you blame her?
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Some members of the Stackhouse-Drake union were less reticent to share their dangerous daytime activities than others, it seemed.
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She raised a brow at him, and added, "But man, she couldn't've picked a sorer subject, huh?"
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"Is it bad I'm sort of- relieved it's not what I thought it was?" he asked.
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"Oooh, is that mac and cheese I smell?"
God, Miley, really?
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That sounded... ominous.
"Say what? People aren't really starving, are they?"
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"Gotcha," she said. Brightening, she offered, "Need any help cooking, then? I could totally help out. Like, if I fried up some bacon and mixed it into the mac and cheese -- so good."
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