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Who: Harmony and anyone from Team Angel
What: Breakfast!
When: Friday 9AMish
Where: The Hyperion Tower
Rating: PG
Note: She may or may not actually eat in your thread with her just so that it's not her finding out she's a vampire with every single person.
Her feet hit the floor and she shuffled around the pile of blankets that had fallen off of her in the middle of the night. Two pink pig slippers were tugged onto her feet as she moved, bleary eyed, toward the stairs. She hadn't even checked if Cordelia was still asleep, it was mostly just the sound in her stomach that made her want to go make some waffles. Waffles and bacon.
Her foot slipped a bit on the first step, clearly she was not awake yet. Thankfully, with everyone living in the tower she'd learned about sleeping in actual pajama-like clothing. Yoga pants and an oversized t-shirt were just fine for making breakfast. Balance regained, rather quickly, she continued down the stairs and kept up her shuffle of a walk toward the kitchen. It was a good thing she had over-prepared for the brunch, otherwise everyone in here would be starving.
It took her a bit of remembering, but she figured out the right recipe for waffles and pulled out the waffle iron. The best thing about this kitchen was that a chef used to live here so all of his fancy equipment had stayed behind... just in different drawers and cabinets.
After a good ten minutes, she'd prepared herself a few waffles and was opting to sit down and start to eat them. Glancing around, she wondered if anyone would be joining her. With that thought, she stood up and started to prepare more waffles and cook up some of that bacon.
With a bit of a smile, she exhaled and waited for someone to show up for breakfast.
What: Breakfast!
When: Friday 9AMish
Where: The Hyperion Tower
Rating: PG
Note: She may or may not actually eat in your thread with her just so that it's not her finding out she's a vampire with every single person.
Her feet hit the floor and she shuffled around the pile of blankets that had fallen off of her in the middle of the night. Two pink pig slippers were tugged onto her feet as she moved, bleary eyed, toward the stairs. She hadn't even checked if Cordelia was still asleep, it was mostly just the sound in her stomach that made her want to go make some waffles. Waffles and bacon.
Her foot slipped a bit on the first step, clearly she was not awake yet. Thankfully, with everyone living in the tower she'd learned about sleeping in actual pajama-like clothing. Yoga pants and an oversized t-shirt were just fine for making breakfast. Balance regained, rather quickly, she continued down the stairs and kept up her shuffle of a walk toward the kitchen. It was a good thing she had over-prepared for the brunch, otherwise everyone in here would be starving.
It took her a bit of remembering, but she figured out the right recipe for waffles and pulled out the waffle iron. The best thing about this kitchen was that a chef used to live here so all of his fancy equipment had stayed behind... just in different drawers and cabinets.
After a good ten minutes, she'd prepared herself a few waffles and was opting to sit down and start to eat them. Glancing around, she wondered if anyone would be joining her. With that thought, she stood up and started to prepare more waffles and cook up some of that bacon.
With a bit of a smile, she exhaled and waited for someone to show up for breakfast.