Second Floor Common Room, late afternoon
Cimorene had not yet noticed the invasion of the small children. However, she had noticed the date and realized that it was her eighteenth birthday. And she was still not married. This was a good enough reason to celebrate.
Of course, her idea of celebrating involved baking - a lot of baking. Which is why anyone who entered the second floor common room would find a neatly dressed young woman, up to her elbows in flour, cherries, and chocolate. But not all at the same time.
[ooc: Open like an open thing!]
Of course, her idea of celebrating involved baking - a lot of baking. Which is why anyone who entered the second floor common room would find a neatly dressed young woman, up to her elbows in flour, cherries, and chocolate. But not all at the same time.
[ooc: Open like an open thing!]