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Hawken Terrell · 05-28-2008, 02:22 AM

Trism popped his blond head through the door of Syd's office. Over the last couple of months, Syd, Ivan, Yusuke, and Trism had gotten to be rathe good friends due to Syd's joining of the weekly game of exploding snap that was usually held at Ivan's flat.

"Hullllo?" Trism called into the office. There was no reply, so he stepped into the room revealing his usual teal robes and a plate of large cookies. They were a shade darker then his usual ones. "Huh, must be in a meeting," he said mostly to himself. He shrugged. "I guess I'll just leave these here on Syddalopsacopsoulus' desk," Syd's asking for Trim's cupcakes had given Trism the wrong impression - mainly that the man had liked them.

Today's baking experiment was supposed to be chocolate chip cookies. Sadly, Trism had miscalculated in his measuring again and mixed up his cinnamon with his allspice. At least the chocolate chips were eatable.

He placed a note next to the plate and then walked out of the room.

Quote:

Hey ya Syddalopsacopsoulus,
Enjoy some cookies! See you on Thursday at Ivanrude's.
~Trism

05-28-2008, 02:22 AM	#190 (permalink)
Hawken Terrell Ramora Join Date: Jul 2004 Location: boycotting Posts: 5,194 Hogwarts RPG Name: Aden Broccoli Fifth Year	::squawks:: Rhinestone Ravvie Trism popped his blond head through the door of Syd's office. Over the last couple of months, Syd, Ivan, Yusuke, and Trism had gotten to be rathe good friends due to Syd's joining of the weekly game of exploding snap that was usually held at Ivan's flat. "Hullllo?" Trism called into the office. There was no reply, so he stepped into the room revealing his usual teal robes and a plate of large cookies. They were a shade darker then his usual ones. "Huh, must be in a meeting," he said mostly to himself. He shrugged. "I guess I'll just leave these here on Syddalopsacopsoulus' desk," Syd's asking for Trim's cupcakes had given Trism the wrong impression - mainly that the man had liked them. Today's baking experiment was supposed to be chocolate chip cookies. Sadly, Trism had miscalculated in his measuring again and mixed up his cinnamon with his allspice. At least the chocolate chips were eatable. He placed a note next to the plate and then walked out of the room. Quote: Hey ya Syddalopsacopsoulus, Enjoy some cookies! See you on Thursday at Ivanrude's. ~Trism __________________