Room 201, Tuesday Afternoon

[wannabe_pan]

Andrew was still in bed. He really hadn't left the bed for much in the past few days, not seeing the point. Upon waking this morning, he thought about taking a shower, because he was getting rather rank, but after pulling himself to the edge of the mattress and discovering it was cold outside his protective cocoon, he changed his mind

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[death_and_pies]

Ned had found some time before his class to prep a pie and left it cooking while he dashed off to class.

He'd come back to find the dorms in one piece (whew!) and the pie done. So, as promised, he was at Andrew's door, covered pie in one hand and knocking with the other.

[wannabe_pan]

Andrew poked his head out from under the covers and frowned at the door. Maybe if he stayed perfectly quiet, whoever it was would just go away.

And then he sneezed.

[death_and_pies]

"God bless you," Ned said before falling quiet. "I could just leave what I brought at the door. It'll keep for awhile."

[wannabe_pan]

Ned? Ned with pie? Andrew sniffed at the air, almost certain he could smell the awesomeness.

He looked about the room, dirty clothes in piles, dozens of discarded pop-tart wrappers strewn about the bed, and the funk...

Still, pie. And Ned. Ned with pie. Andrew pinched himself. "It's open," he called out, voice cracking from disuse.

[finding_x_dream]

Agnes took a deep breath and knocked determinedly on the door. Hopefully, Andrew'd be there.

[wannabe_pan]

Andrew had changed positions since getting a visit from Ned. Now he was on top of the covers, pants on, and eating a slice of delicious pie.

"It's open," he called out. He really should look into getting that shower.

[finding_x_dream]

Agnes poked her head into the room and immediately blushed. "I'm sorry... I wanted to pick up some of those books you were talking about, but... I can come back some other time."

[wannabe_pan]

"No, no, come in," Andrew said, smiling. "I've got pie!"