Main Dorm, Elwood's Apartment. Thursday Night.

[drywit_toast]

Elwood now had a table and a second chair in his apartment, what with planning ahead for tonight. The record playing was Louis Jordan. Elwood was out of the suit jacket, but he was wearing the hat still.

He danced a little to the music as he waited.

[ooc: For the expected one]

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[one_time_model]

Kimber walked up to his door, passing a few teenagers as she did so, grinning and flirting with her eyes. What? There were some hot teenage guys out there.

She also had in her arms a brown paper bag. She knocked on his door with the toe of her heeled sandal.

[drywit_toast]

Elwood answered the door. "Come in, come in. You need a hand with that?"

[one_time_model]

"Sure, thanks Elwood," she said, smiling and handing over the bag. "Hope you like southern fried chicken. I handwavily stopped off at the Coven. There's also potato salad, biscuits, and cherry pie."

[drywit_toast]

"Wow. That's a lot of food," Elwood said. "You went all out."