Fourth Floor Common Room | Tuesday Evening | January 5

[onlysmokesnics]

Hayley Fitzpatrick was baking again. This time, she was making a cake. A cake that apparently caused a minor flour explosion and more than a few broken eggs on the ground when she'd attempted to juggle them

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[new_to_liirness]

Liir came in, Makejoy in tow, and was planning to use the kitchen--

"Nameless Name..."

Though, unlike most, Liir didn't really start looking for the culprit or complaining. He just grunted something that would have made a sailor start blushing and began to clean up. After a moment, he sent Makejoy to lay down on the carpet while he did it.

[onlysmokesnics]

Hayley looked back when she heard the words. And when Liir started cleaning, she just sort of blinked.

"...Gosh, will you marry me?" she joked, not getting up from the couch.

[new_to_liirness]

It took him a minute to register that someone had spoken. He tended to sort of direct inward while he did chores. Eventually, though, he poked his head up past the counter.

"Hmm?"

[onlysmokesnics]

Hayley just giggled. "Just don't put away the stuff to make the icing, okay?" she said.

It would be pretty obvious who was responsible for the mess.