Who: Frank and Ted What: Two good boys being wholesome Where: The kitchens When: Backdated to Friday Night, as opposed to being at the party
Frank didn't have a problem with parties. No sir, not at all. As long as he steered clear of the Firewhiskey, he tended to enjoy them quite a lot, but there were some things he just didn't want to do. Like let everyone see him in his underwear. Besides, if his mum got wind of it he'd probably never hear the end of it. It'd be a howler a day until the end of the school year, and honestly, his poor ears couldn't quite take that.
So instead, he found himself in the kitchend with a very large slice of vanilla cake with thick chocolate frosting-which was probably his favorite dessert ever-and a bottle of Butterbeer. He felt a bit odd, sitting alone in the kitchen, knowing his peers were off at some raunchy party, but no matter. His snack certainly made up for it.