Room 511, Friday Lunchyish

[thatsamilkshake]

Francine was feeling a lot more cheerful than yesterday, or at least a lot less like being a pillowfort hermit with only baked goods for company.

Besides, she'd run out of baked goods. Which is why there were lemon bars cooling on the windowsill. Cookies: not just for hiding under the covers with anymore!

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[thatsamilkshake]

"Okay, sure!" After all, sombody had to take care of the guy, since Merlin couldn't.

She hadn't forgotten the whole 'can't dress himself' thing, you see.

[bitchprince]

Arthur could dress himself, he would've assured her, should she have brought it up, it's just that he didn't see the point when he could get someone else to do it.

"Have a good day," he said, nodded respectfully, and turned on his heel.

He may have stuffed the second sticky food-thing into his mouth mid-turn. It was always nice when the universe fell into place as it should.