2nd Floor Common Room, Friday Morning
It seemed prudent, after offering to teach Jonas how to cook a few simple breakfast foods, to ascertain that her skills were still at an acceptable level of competence. She normally cooked only for herself, after all-it was the smart thing to make sure of.
(Being Hinata, this was more her own fears of incompetence than actually having lost any skill.)
Either way, whether she was being ridiculous or not, she was soon happily at work making pancakes and waffles. Sliced fruit, syrup and whipped cream were all neatly set out should anyone want to help themselves. Yei darted in and around her feet playing some game known only to kittens and trying to trip her up.
There were some days, she thought, amused, where it paid to be quick on your feet.
[Ooopen! Some SP likely ‘cause of that whole working-for-a-living thing but I am around!]
(Being Hinata, this was more her own fears of incompetence than actually having lost any skill.)
Either way, whether she was being ridiculous or not, she was soon happily at work making pancakes and waffles. Sliced fruit, syrup and whipped cream were all neatly set out should anyone want to help themselves. Yei darted in and around her feet playing some game known only to kittens and trying to trip her up.
There were some days, she thought, amused, where it paid to be quick on your feet.
[Ooopen! Some SP likely ‘cause of that whole working-for-a-living thing but I am around!]