Jun 01, 2010 04:50
[It's very late at night, or very early in the morning, and there's a blonde girl sitting on a bench in the mess hall in pyjamas and a dressing gown, spooning icecream into a bowl.]
You know what this needs? Pickles. And peanut butter.
[She licks the spoon thoughtfully.]
And maple syrup.
((mingle! eta: sleeping! will pick up old & new tomorrow.))