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fandomhighdorms2014-05-31 06:35 pm
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4th floor common room, Saturday morning
Ichabod's cooking skills were rather limited, but he knew how to make tea, and he had made himself a plate with some bread and cheese to go with it. Taking a seat in the couch to eat his breakfast, he accidentally placed his hand on an odd object with buttons, and all of a sudden a picture burst to life on the wall, emitting voices.
The surprise made him jump, nearly spilling his tea, but Ichabod was not completely unfamiliar with the concept of moving images, as watching a movie had been part of a class this week. This was another movie however, one that involved two people standing in a kitchen, cooking. He frowned a little.
"What is the point of this?"
As he didn't know how to turn it off, he continued to watch, deciding that at least it was preferable to a story of superficial young ladies interested in clothes.
[Open common room]
The surprise made him jump, nearly spilling his tea, but Ichabod was not completely unfamiliar with the concept of moving images, as watching a movie had been part of a class this week. This was another movie however, one that involved two people standing in a kitchen, cooking. He frowned a little.
"What is the point of this?"
As he didn't know how to turn it off, he continued to watch, deciding that at least it was preferable to a story of superficial young ladies interested in clothes.
[Open common room]

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Ichabod turned slightly to look at Jessica.
"Good morning."
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"Personally, I order take out for fun. I think it's a more fruitful use of my time."
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"I am not familiar with the expression 'take out', but I assume it means not cooking yourself. Which I do prefer too, I have to admit.
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[good night!]
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[Night!]