Room 325, Friday Morning
Nov. 20th, 2009 04:01 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bitchprinceMost of the preparations for the afternoon's frat session were already in place, so Arthur had allowed himself the, up until Fandom rare, luxury of some time to slouch about by himself. He was starting to consider investing in a dart board; if nothing else, it could make for some decent practice, right?
For now, that just amounted to fancy, though. Instead he had a book and a radio set attuned to a local news programme. The volume was very, very low, but it was still distracting enough that he was starting to find himself forced to debate whether learning about radio was more important than having some quality time with his book.
One day, he was going to run out of French sci-fi. One day.
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For now, that just amounted to fancy, though. Instead he had a book and a radio set attuned to a local news programme. The volume was very, very low, but it was still distracting enough that he was starting to find himself forced to debate whether learning about radio was more important than having some quality time with his book.
One day, he was going to run out of French sci-fi. One day.
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Date: 2009-11-20 06:08 pm (UTC)Which was to say that it was Kate with her last box of muffins.
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Date: 2009-11-20 06:13 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-11-20 06:19 pm (UTC)"Morning, Arthur," she said. "Would you like some muffins?"
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Date: 2009-11-20 06:23 pm (UTC)You weren't helping.
Arthur pursed his lips. "Kate," he said, "Yes. Leave some on the table?"
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Date: 2009-11-20 06:34 pm (UTC)"Oh good," she grinned, going to put the box down on the table, "Now I don't have to bother with walking all the way to the common room to get rid of these."
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Date: 2009-11-20 06:40 pm (UTC)... To play with and/or use to remove chunks of rock from the wall. He wasn't emo. Please.
Other people might have asked her why she was handing out muffins, but... ahahah.
Of course, that also meant he didn't have much after that line, vaguely expecting her to depart.
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Date: 2009-11-20 06:53 pm (UTC)"And what do we say when people are nice enough to randomly give us muffins?" Kate asked with a slight smirk and a raised eyebrow, after it became obvious he probably wasn't going to volunteer a thank you.
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Date: 2009-11-20 06:55 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-11-20 07:04 pm (UTC)"No, Arthur, that's not it," she snorted. "Want to guess again?"
She was already wandering towards the door, though. It wasn't like she was defending a principle or anything.
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Date: 2009-11-20 07:08 pm (UTC)Those better not be poisoned.
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Date: 2009-11-20 07:18 pm (UTC)Leto could be blamed for that. And for her possible slight prejudices against Arthur.
She gave him a smile. "That's more like it. Enjoy the muffins," she said, and then disappeared out the door.
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Date: 2009-11-20 07:23 pm (UTC)With that idea set firmly in... the back of his mind, he glanced back down at his book, and picked it up.