3rd Floor Common Room - Friday Evening

[hawkeye-too.livejournal.com]

It was Friday night, and Kate was hanging out in the Common Room. Even worse, she was spending her time reading blog posts about Fashion Week when she'd been there with her sister every year since she was 10. Last year she and Cassie had gone & cracked themselves up trying to choose which designs would be the best superhero costumes. This year's collections though - Kate wasn't sure she was actually missing much fashion-wise. She still felt a little like a loser for not being there.

She flipped over to her sister's Instagram feed and rolled her eyes. Really, Susan? That was what you were wearing?

Kate finally pushed away her laptop and turned the tv on. To the sounds of whatever was on, she wandered over to the kitchen to make popcorn. Ooh, or there was cookie dough. Hmm, to risk turning the oven on or just to eat it raw?

[This is so method RP]

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[robinonadderall]

Stiles needed a break from buying horrifically cheesy Valentine's gifts and wandered down to the common room to grab chips and a soda.

"Hey Alli-Kate! Kate," Stiles greeted. "You are Kate. Sorry."

[hawkeye-too.livejournal.com]

"I'm Kate," she agreed, frowning at him a little. "Allison better be awesome if you're going to keep thinking I'm her."

[robinonadderall]

"Allison can kick my ass," he said. "And not just because I'm sort of weak; she's trained to kick ass. So that's pretty awesome."

[hawkeye-too.livejournal.com]

"It's pretty awesome," Kate said since it was. She couldn't help wondering, "She doesn't have superpowers or anything, does she?"

Because that would just be unfair.

[robinonadderall]

"Oh, no, she's human." Stiles hoped she stayed that way 'cause soon it would just be him without cool superpowers. "She's an archer."

[hawkeye-too.livejournal.com]

Now it was less unfair & more kind of hilarious. "Yeah? Me too."

[arsenicmauls]

"What in the fridge has a ton of calories?" Gert wanted to know as she came in. "I just came from cheerleading. I feel morally compelled to eat right now."

[hawkeye-too.livejournal.com]

She held out the cookie dough, focusing on the more important part.

"Cheerleading?"

Kate could not begin to picture this.

[arsenicmauls]

Gert sighed, theatrically holding up a hand. "I know. I'm the scum of the earth. So far it seems like my primary role is coming up with quippy rhymes."

[hawkeye-too.livejournal.com]

"Less being the scum of the earth and more being WAY more Middle America than I'd expect," Kate informed her, oh so amused. "Are they at least good, snarky rhymes?"

[arsenicmauls]

"I rhymed 'desperation' with 'consummation' today," Gert offered. "For cheering on Valentine's Day daters. So..."

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

"Oh god, tell me there's coffee in here," Tony said, making a beeline for the coffeepot. No, he didn't realize it was evening yet.

Coding killed all sense of time and space. And possibly ended with crossover events.

Also, hi new person he had yet to meet. How are you? He'd be more polite once he got his fix.

[hawkeye-too.livejournal.com]

"I'd make a new pot if I were you," Kate warned. Because ew, cold coffee.

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

He gave the pot a look like it had kicked a puppy before grabbing a cup anyone to pour what was left. "It'll hold me over until the new pot is done," he reasoned. Yes. That was perfectly reasonable. "...hi."

[hawkeye-too.livejournal.com]

"That's disgusting." Because Tony cared what Kate thought. Though at least he wasn't drinking it out of the pot. "Also hi. Long day?"

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

DON'T JUDGE HIS LIFE CHOICES.

"I think? It's..." He fished a phone out of his pocket to look at. "Oh god, it's Friday."

[arsenicmauls]

"It's evening," Gert pointed out.

Time of day meant nothing to an uncaffeinated Tony Stark, Gert.

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

"...yes," Tony replied. Because that sentence was accurate. And then he took another sip of cold coffee.

[arsenicmauls]

"I'd assume you're staying up late to study for a test or something," Gert hedged, "But..."

This school. Not so much with the testing.

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

"Test?" Tony shook his head. "No, it's... work study."

Yes.

[nomelancholy.livejournal.com]

"Please tell me there's food in here," Ulrik said, a note of plaintiveness creeping in to his voice.

Maybe one day he'd learn to cook for himself.

... Ahahaha. No.

[hawkeye-too.livejournal.com]

Kate held up the tube of cookie dough. "Cookie dough?"

No, she wasn't squeezing it in your mouth, new guy. (Blame Stiles for that image)

[nomelancholy.livejournal.com]

"...Cookie dough?" he echoed, giving her a confused look. He was from 1637! Okay, a weird-ass version of 1637 that had some modern conveniences, but any ready-made cookie dough had been long gone by the time he'd been to Grantville. "Are you going to bake it, then?"

[hawkeye-too.livejournal.com]

"Only if you want it burned," Kate said, wrinkling her nose. "Trust me, it's way better to eat it raw."

[nomelancholy.livejournal.com]

"Is that safe?" he had to ask, still somewhat dubious.