Fourth Floor Common Room - Sunday morning
Dean was in the kitchen, humming Christmas carols absently as he cooked breakfast that consisted of the bacon and eggs and French toast alone with the usual breakfast stuff. There was also egg nog along with the usual orange juice and coffee because hey, Christmas Eve Day.
In the lounge part of the common room, Hunter was avidly stalking and pouncing on and wrestling with an empty cut down roll that wrapping paper comes on. Dean kept one eye on him as he cooked.
He didn't know how many students were still hanging around, but he figured those that were would probably appreciate food. After all they always did.
[OOC: food and post are both open to all]
In the lounge part of the common room, Hunter was avidly stalking and pouncing on and wrestling with an empty cut down roll that wrapping paper comes on. Dean kept one eye on him as he cooked.
He didn't know how many students were still hanging around, but he figured those that were would probably appreciate food. After all they always did.
[OOC: food and post are both open to all]