Second Floor Common Room, Monday Evening
Savannah's letter from the past, and his conversation with her earlier today, had convinced Anders that there was something he had to do tonight that he hadn't done in a long, long time. And he was really past due for doing it.
So yes, that's right, he was in the common room with mixing bowls, baking tins, and a whole lot of boxes of cake batter, tubs of icing, and jars of sprinkles. The first batch was out of the oven, one trayful cooling down enough to be frosted and the other already set out for more impatient people (like himself) to enjoy.
Yup. It was cupcake time.
[OOC: You know how common rooms are open? That's what this is.]
So yes, that's right, he was in the common room with mixing bowls, baking tins, and a whole lot of boxes of cake batter, tubs of icing, and jars of sprinkles. The first batch was out of the oven, one trayful cooling down enough to be frosted and the other already set out for more impatient people (like himself) to enjoy.
Yup. It was cupcake time.
[OOC: You know how common rooms are open? That's what this is.]