Closed rp
There was a certain satisfaction in annoying the fuck out of the house elves.
The ugly little buggers were very possessive over their kitchen. Grant and Laura had been met with dirty looks from almost every two-foot-high chef they'd encountered. One would think that they were used to kitchen raids, with such a diverse (and hungry) student body. After some cajoling and threatening, the pair had been able to find their own corner of the kitchen to work in.
The ugly little buggers were very possessive over their kitchen. Grant and Laura had been met with dirty looks from almost every two-foot-high chef they'd encountered. One would think that they were used to kitchen raids, with such a diverse (and hungry) student body. After some cajoling and threatening, the pair had been able to find their own corner of the kitchen to work in.