Who: Zach & Fred What: Fun teims When: Friday afternoon Where: Zach's flat Why: George is a ho (so says Fred) Warning: Sexy boys are sexy??? Status: Complete
The morning had been productively spent working on hexed items. His eyebrows had been a bit singed at one point, but otherwise Zach was fine. Theo was farther away over break, but Mungo's was close by, if annoying with paperwork. But he had taken care of them himself, including a nice shower, and Zach had decided to cook afterward. He'd pulled some casual trousers on, but he was having fun just being in his flat and not worrying about anyone walking in. So he hadn't pulled a shirt on.
Instead, he was in the kitchen - attempting cooking again! Cookbooks were a godsend, and in a way it resembled potions, but different. And the late lunch, early dinner wasn't anything to fancy. Zach had some pasta and was following instructions for a nice sauce with fresh veggies in it. And though he could spell a knife to cut the veggies, Zach preferred to do it by hand. Singing to himself as he worked, Zach began cooking the sauce, while a knife sliced some bread to make toast. It was a lot of food, but Zach was able to eat a lot. And this way if some of it burned, there was still enough.