4th Floor Common Room, Thursday Morning
After his interaction with Lucille on the subject of baking and what he deemed a suitable amount of research on the subject, Thorin was baking.
With all the Dwarven intensity needed for the process.
It was gingerbread and the shapes were intricate and perfectly geometric. Because of course they were. He, on the other hand, was a little flour-y and a lot intense as he watched the cookies bake. Like he was on some sort of English baking show.
At some point in his life he might realize how ridiculous this situation was. That point was not right now.
[omg finally a slowish day at work! Open!]
With all the Dwarven intensity needed for the process.
It was gingerbread and the shapes were intricate and perfectly geometric. Because of course they were. He, on the other hand, was a little flour-y and a lot intense as he watched the cookies bake. Like he was on some sort of English baking show.
At some point in his life he might realize how ridiculous this situation was. That point was not right now.
[omg finally a slowish day at work! Open!]