4th Floor Common Room [Sunday afternoon]
Proto was sprawled out on the couch. It was a relaxed sort of sprawl, but that we belied by the way he was eying the three things in front of him. It was, after all, an intent sort of eying.
One box of graham crackers. One bag of jumbo marshmallows. One box of chocolate bars.
Someone was trying to figure out if it was possible to make s'mores without a fire. Because he was pretty sure that he might get in trouble for starting a fire in the middle of the common room.
Give him some time, and he might even consider trying the microwave.
[Open, as these things tend to be. And this was always in the right place. ALWAYS!]
One box of graham crackers. One bag of jumbo marshmallows. One box of chocolate bars.
Someone was trying to figure out if it was possible to make s'mores without a fire. Because he was pretty sure that he might get in trouble for starting a fire in the middle of the common room.
Give him some time, and he might even consider trying the microwave.
[Open, as these things tend to be. And this was always in the right place. ALWAYS!]