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fandomhighdorms2013-01-22 10:38 am
2nd Floor Common Room, Tuesday Afternoon
It was their sixteenth birthday today. Sholeh hadn't told anyone because she couldn't think of a way to do so without it coming across as self-aggrandizing. What was one supposed to do? Just walk up to random people and announce that it was your birthday? Wasn't that a little...rude?
It had been her plan to spend the rest of the day curled up with a new book she'd gotten as a birthday gift for herself, but Zhahar had pointed out that it was their birthday, too, and surely her sisters deserved a little something for willingly remaining in the background for weeks at a time. Which was how Sholeh had ended up in the common room, making cream cheese caramel brownies. Unsure of the recipe, even with Zhahar whispering directions in her ear, Sholeh had decided to make multiple batches just to make sure she ended up with enough to share with her sisters.
The only problem with making a lot in preparation of failure? When you actually succeeded, you ended up with more than you bargained for. A lot more. Sholeh was pretty sure they couldn't eat all of the brownies she'd made even divided among the three of them.
Well, maybe...
Okay, yeah probably not.
It had been her plan to spend the rest of the day curled up with a new book she'd gotten as a birthday gift for herself, but Zhahar had pointed out that it was their birthday, too, and surely her sisters deserved a little something for willingly remaining in the background for weeks at a time. Which was how Sholeh had ended up in the common room, making cream cheese caramel brownies. Unsure of the recipe, even with Zhahar whispering directions in her ear, Sholeh had decided to make multiple batches just to make sure she ended up with enough to share with her sisters.
The only problem with making a lot in preparation of failure? When you actually succeeded, you ended up with more than you bargained for. A lot more. Sholeh was pretty sure they couldn't eat all of the brownies she'd made even divided among the three of them.
Well, maybe...
Okay, yeah probably not.

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The smell of baking made him detour, mostly because it did smell like home, and he found himself peering into the common room, wide-eyed.
"Sholeh! Hi! Were you baking?"
His nose was like a radar for delicious things, as any teenaged boy's nose ought to be.
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*Sholeh, these aren't 'just' brownies,* Zhahar scolded. *They're decadence in chocolate form.*
Sholeh tried not to roll her eyes at her sister, but amended that to, "They're cream cheese caramel brownies."
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Home-baked brownies? It had been since just about forever since he'd had something like that.
"They smell like something my Ma would have made, back home."
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=Did he just compare you to his mom?= Zeela sounded amused--and a little offended.
::Just the baking and hush!:: Sholeh told her, holding the plate out for Evan to take one.
"Take more than one if you want," she offered. "I wasn't sure I'd be able to make them right on the first try, so I made a lot."
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"Oh, hello Sholeh!" she said, smiling.
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Who could resist a brownie with a name like that? Not Yeul!
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And then she'd had some quality reading to catch up on!
"I don't recommend being an animal for that long. Or at all, really."
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... He didn't get out much. It was always exciting to see friendly faces.
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"Evan, hello! I am well." She smiled, studying him and his brownie. "Should I guess that you are well also?"
Brownies and smiles were good indicators, right?
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If he could tease her about empanadas, she could tease him about brownies. Fair was fair.
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"That smells astral," he said, apparently not even noticing the perpetually-messy mop of hair that fell into his eyes as he stepped into the common room. (Or how much he needed a haircut.) He did look a bit distracted, which might have had something to do with the datapad he was holding. Or maybe not.
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And if it didn't, maybe she could apologize? Though how someone could dislike the smell of baking brownies was utterly beyond her.
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Anakin grinned crookedly in that distinctly Solo way. "More than good. Does that mean I can have one, then?"
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Same thing, Evan.
"They're totally worth detouring into the common room for!"
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He was actually half serious. The 'half' part was an accomplishment.
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"Eh? Who's baking?" she asked, almost skidding into the Common Room since she'd taken the stairs two-at-a-time from fifth. "Can I help?"
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"Umm, I am?" Sholeh said, raising her hand slightly like she was in class. "Cream cheese caramel brownies?"
Sholeh, that wasn't a question. You were.
"Would you like one?" She didn't really think she needed any help, but taste-testers were always appreciated.
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