Room 303; Monday Night
Alphonse was doing what he normally did when he spent time in his room rather than socializing; both making sure that the two animals of the room were behaving, and reading.
Except today, he had half a cheesecake from baking wrapped and sitting on the dresser. He'd stick it in the common room fridge if it wasn't gone by the end of the night, but otherwise it sat. And probably waited for its impending, munchable doom. But mostly just sat.
[ ooc: Open door, open post. And have cake, or something. ]
Except today, he had half a cheesecake from baking wrapped and sitting on the dresser. He'd stick it in the common room fridge if it wasn't gone by the end of the night, but otherwise it sat. And probably waited for its impending, munchable doom. But mostly just sat.
[ ooc: Open door, open post. And have cake, or something. ]