Autumn Rathjen
Gryffindor
Fourth Year
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Post by Autumn Rathjen on Jun 20, 2009 12:59:11 GMT -5
The fact that the kitchen was located all the way down deep in the Dungeons was a crime, as was the fact that the Gryffindor Common Room was located on the Seventh Floor. How did they expect the hungry lions to stuff their faces if they have to journey all the way down under the school to do so?! Maybe they could have placed it right in the middle of the school, so it wasn't such a hassle for everybody else to get something so they didn't starve! Autumn wasn't happy about the distance, but she knew that she would have to deal with it id she wanted something to eat. Now, I know what you're probably thinking. What about the Great Hall? They serve food there, and you get to sit with Gryffindors! Both of these facts were rather appealing to Autumn, but so was being able to get a bunch of sweets down in the Dungeons. She entered the kitchen huffing and puffing, worn out from the long run from the Seventh Floor to below the castle. And sadly, the moving staircases didn't make things much easier for her. Her eyes narrowed as she located the fridge, and she smiled as she made her way and got out what she thought would be good for cookies. Autumn placed the carton of eggs and milk on the counter and pulled out everything else from the cabinets. Autumn loooved her cookies, mhm. The Gryffindor smiled as she placed her cookies in the oven and set the temperature, then crossed her arms and tapped her feet impatiently. What?! She was hungry for cookies! [Ryder/Open]
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Post by Ryder Kingsley on Jun 21, 2009 16:40:06 GMT -5
Dinner...
Ryder had skip it and now his stomach was angry at him. He walked down from the Rooftop Lounge where he and Ath had been talking, but Ath had to meet Sophia before curfew. Ryder had rolled his eyes about it. He had said okay and his goodbyes and that he would see Ath tomorrow. Now the only other thing that seemed really important to Ryder was the blind date Ath was setting him up on. He didn't want to go on it, because he didn't know the person, and what if the person didn't like him, anyways. That just brought on a sigh, he closed his eyes as he walked and shook his head. Almost to the dungeons, because that's where the Kitchen was.
Finally getting there, he saw a young gryffindor friend sitting there eating cookies. "Hello, Autumn. How are you?" He asked being kind, as he really was though he hadn't been to many others. Since everything had happened to him.
[its crapzilla]
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Autumn Rathjen
Gryffindor
Fourth Year
hello, i love you, won't you tell me your name?
Posts: 836
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Post by Autumn Rathjen on Jun 21, 2009 18:48:35 GMT -5
Since when did cookies take this long to bake?! The Gryffindor watched the clock above the stove, growing impatient at a rapid pace. Autumn continued tapping her foot as she eyed the clock, feeling time grow slower by the second as she wanted it to quicken. But that was life, taking opposite turns just to annoy the living crap out of you. Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. Tiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiick... Tock. Hmm. Did she know any spells that could speed up time? ... No. No she did not. Out of all the things she learned at this school, you would think they would teach you a simple time spell. You know, putting aside the fact that it would completely screw up the world as we know it. So what?! Autumn wanted her freakin' cookies. Just as the timer above the oven dinged, Autumn heard her name being called from behind her. After putting on oven mits, she looked over her shoulder as she pulled out the tray of cookies to see her buddy, Ryder Kinglsey. "What's up, Ryder?" The Gryffindor asked with a grin, setting the tray on the counter and turning around. "I've been good, how about you? I just made some cookies, and I think you want one." She just had that cookie-sensing notion.
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