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fandomhighdorms2012-03-29 08:07 pm
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Fifth Floor Common Room, Thursday evening
Bruce had kept himself busy working all week. But with prom tomorrow, he was giving himself a couple days off. Probably more if there was some kind of weirdness after Prom. That always seemed to happen. Bruce was being hopeful with his personal schedule, but hope only went so far.
So tonight, Bruce was in the common room. No TV, though. Just him and a book, and some cookies that he baked because apparently when he stopped doing work he had plenty of free time for things like baking cookies. And apparently Bruce was no good at not doing anything, unless it involved not doing anything in a broody way. Which, of course, he couldn't do if he was going to be properly social tomorrow.
Therefore, nearly spontaneous cookies, based on an Alfred Pennyworth recipe Bruce had memorized years ago. And he was making some more while he continued to read. Just for you, Fandom.
[OOC: I'm past deadline hell for the moment, so I post a CR.]
So tonight, Bruce was in the common room. No TV, though. Just him and a book, and some cookies that he baked because apparently when he stopped doing work he had plenty of free time for things like baking cookies. And apparently Bruce was no good at not doing anything, unless it involved not doing anything in a broody way. Which, of course, he couldn't do if he was going to be properly social tomorrow.
Therefore, nearly spontaneous cookies, based on an Alfred Pennyworth recipe Bruce had memorized years ago. And he was making some more while he continued to read. Just for you, Fandom.
[OOC: I'm past deadline hell for the moment, so I post a CR.]