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Post by ADMIN on Jul 20, 2009 22:22:48 GMT -5
Isabelle sat on the stool prepared with wooden spoon in hand. After all these years she still had yet to perfect her cooking skills. After searching the cuboards for the perfect pan, bowl, spoons, and measuring utensils she was finally ready to get to the good part.
She searched the cook book for the perfect recipe that could not go wrong. Chocolate cake, no. Strawberry swirl cheescake, I don't think so. Dark cherry Muffins, um definatly not. Finally her eyes fell on the one thing that was sure to end up perfectly, Peanut butter cookies!
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Post by clary on Jul 24, 2009 13:20:43 GMT -5
Clary couldn't help but feel slightly hungry, seeing how she hadn't had breakfast yet and the light outside of the Institute wasn't making anything any better. Yawning slightly, Clary sat up in the chair that she fallen asleep in, and stretched, hearing all of the bones popping in her back and making them straight again. Where was everyone? She hadn't heard anyone come in the library last night so, she wasn't sure of who was all here and who was now coming back. Clary got up and rubbed her eyes with the backs of her palms, and managed to walk a rather straight line towards the open door that faced the hallway.
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Post by ADMIN on Aug 14, 2009 10:14:37 GMT -5
Psssst.. I'm going to delete this thread do to the housing changes I've made. pm me Clary if you want to start a new thread somewhere else.
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