゜ﾟ*❀*ﾟ ゜ Four

[bespell]

.: Phone :.

I give up. Does anyone have a good or any recipe for treacle tart? I miss it something fierce, but it's not in any of the cook books I found in this town.

Or any help in actually cooking, for that matter.


.: Action at 1485 Kramden Rd :.

Nothing is on fire in the kitchen this time, but the place is a mess, with every bowl and container out on the counter. Lily's taken advantage of her drone mum being at a ladies club to claim the kitchen to herself, and it's not going well.

Magic's been of minimal help so far, and her attempt to bake cookies haven't gone too badly, evident by the appealing smell wafting through the window and outside. It's really everything else.


.: Action outside 1449 Mitchell Rd :.

With a fistful of smooth pebbles in hand, Lily is doing the time honored tradition of flinging one at a time at James's and Sirius's bedroom window. It's also fairly late at night, so she's trying to be quiet about it with varying levels of success.

Comments

[werewolfoflondon]

Agreed. Though I wouldn't expect the same courtesy from James and Sirius, particularly if you happen to be drunk.

Just a word of caution. Not that I would know from experience. [Remus smirks.]

[bespell]

Remind me to wear something with plenty of buttons if the fancy ever strikes me to get drunk with them.

[werewolfoflondon]

Buttons are no impediment to those brutes. They'd make a game of it, I'm sure.

[bespell]

It's to protect me from doing something rash.

[werewolfoflondon]

[Remus' brow lifts at this.]

You, Lily? Doing something rash? Perish the thought!

[bespell]

I've already been tricked into trespassing to a pool, and I wasn't even drunk enough for that.

[werewolfoflondon]

That's only where the debauchery starts. And then before you know it, you're creeping around the castle at 3AM screaming obscenities at statues.

[bespell]

Trust me, I know who to blame for making patrolling the castle even harder.

[werewolfoflondon]

[Remus snickers.]

Lily, I am going to relinquish your dibs on the shower if you don't get on with it. I think there are tomato seeds in my ear.

[bespell]

Fine. Fine. [She'd normally be more gracious, but Lily has more hair to wash. Getting up with a show, she rights one last chair with her wand before hurrying upstairs.]