Amy's been rattling around the bar all morning without an entrance post, and the mun has decided to remedy that.

So, Amy's settled into a chair near the fireplace, with yet another cup of tea, and embroidery she is ignoring. She looks tired and distracted, but she'd really love company.

Please come say hello?

Amy has wandered downstairs, gotten tea and toast from Bar, and settled comfortably into a chair near the fire. She's content to just watch the fire burn and drink her tea, but she'd probably be even happier with company.

Come say hello?

[ooc: Mun has 2-3 hours, and then is gone till next week, most likely.]

Neil was tucked into his booth with some school work, a cup of hot cider and a goofy expression on his face as he twirled the ring on his finger with his thumb.

He looks prime for distracting, if anyone feels like distracting him or otherwise just basking in the glow of sappy young long.

[ooc: Slowtime, as ever is love as work tends to eat my ( Read more... )

Amy is a table, watching people go by, and drinking tea and eating muffins. She'd probably love company, and she'll probably share the muffins.

Come say hello?

[ooc: Mun may need patience and slowtime, but should be around for a while.]

Red-head outside, by the lake.

She may or may not have been studying, before getting distracted by the flicker of light on water.

Gilbert still brings a book with him, when he comes downstairs.

But really, if he wanted to study, he has a perfectly good (and much quieter) desk upstairs in his room.

Come distract him from English history.

Please?

Amy is here, tea near at hand, and bent over an embroidery hoop. She's a little surprised by the fact, honestly, as she's never especially enjoyed embroidery. But a part of her wants to see if she can remember how ( Read more... )

Susan comes in through the lake door, shutting it quickly behind her against the chill of the damp autumn evening. A slight shiver goes through her as she turns and goes to the bar for hot chocolate.

Soon afterwards, she's curled up on the couch by the fireplace-- facing very noticeably away from the flame. The mug is cradled in both hands as ( Read more... )

Helen enters the bar, from the lake door, dressed for riding. She looks a bit chilled, but quite cheerful. Come say hi!

Sara comes in from running around the lake, rubbing her hands. "Don't tell me I have to find my winter gloves this soon," she mumbles, getting a hot mug of coffee from the bar.

Fireplaces are cozy areas.