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Megan Jones ([info]jonesingfor) wrote in [info]afreshrpg,
@ 2012-05-24 22:05:00
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WHO: Megan and Chris
WHEN: Thursday evening
WHERE: Hogwarts' kitchens
WHAT: Baking a giant cookie for Simon
RATING: SFW
STATUS: Closed/in progress

A bag of flour, some sugar, vanilla, eggs, chocolate chips... to name a few. The ingredients were out on the counter and the fire was crackling merrily as it warmed up the oven. It shouldn't have made any sound with the door closed, but Megan had amplified it. She enjoyed that sound because it sounded like home. She hummed to herself as she puttered around the kitchen, making sure everything was in place for a baking lesson. It had been a while since the last one. The fact that Chris would be her student made the thought all the more enjoyable.

Just thinking about her friend dating Simon Summerby made her grin. The two of them were wonderful individuals, and she was so happy that they'd found joy in each other. Chris was one of her very best friends in the world. Between her motherly instinct and they way she felt when she was in a kitchen, she couldn't help but beam with delight about the entire situation. The tune she sang under her breath had an audible smile tucked within. Having her own newly-found date certainly didn't hurt.

Waltzing past columns and carts to the kitchen's entrance, she spotted her friend approaching, right on time. "There you are!" Granted, Megan had not been looking for him. The past five minutes had been spent dancing and wishing her apron could twirl like a gown. She was just excited that he was there, in what she considered her cooking room. "Are you ready?"


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