Meandering over to the kitchenette, she stuck her head into the small fridge to search out her orange juice that she'd put in there an hour earlier. Withdrawing the bottle, she headed back to the couch and plonked herself down, taking a long sip of her juice. Having satisfactorily quenched her thirst, the blonde screwed the cap back on and dumped the bottle next to her before checking her watch. Two more hours until I have to meet Cat, she noted. Five minutes until class finishes. She was rather hoping for a companion to game with for the next little while; Sadie was getting a little lonely, playing all on her own.
Emma sat down on an armchair nearby, after giving the girl a small smile. Emma's eyes moved to the Xbox. She had one at her aunt's house, but currently she obviously couldn't use it. Her eyes moved to the game selection and her eyes scanned the titles. She had heard good reviews about some of those games, but most of them she'd never heard of, although they sounded very interesting. Finally, Emma's eyes settled on the female nearby. She was attractive, actually, and...No, Emma. You can't keep thinking things like this. It's most likely that every girl here is straight...well, most girls. She scolded herself. The girl was also familiar from some classes...Oh! It was Sadie..Carlson? Carlisle. Sadie Carlisle. They were in a few classes together...and the same year, at least Emma thought so. She could be wrong. How could she not have noticed who the female was? Emma could be very annoyingly unobservant. In some cases it was fine but mostly..it was silly.
Having dealt to that, she watched out of the corner of her eye as a newcomer came into the common room. Mashing some buttons to deal to some wolves that had snuck up on the princess and her faithful dog, Sadie studied the girl. She had been teaching herself how to multi-task while gaming, besides which this particular part didn't need much concentration. Couple of fire-bolts would deal with the pesky creatures within moments. After a couple of seconds, Sadie realised why the newcomer was so familiar - the pair were in classes together though they'd never said more than a 'hello' to one another before. The blonde knew her classmates but it wasn't as if she actively went out of her way to strike up conversations and be super friendly with them. Which seemed to suit her classmates fine. They didn't bother her and she returned the favour in kind. What was that girl's name? Emma Blackwood? Blackwells. Emma Blackwells, the class's resident shy bookworm.
Sadie subtly watched Emma as she sat down, before returning back to her game. She made her girl do a couple of fighting tricks just to show off; she just couldn't resist showing off when she was gaming and she knew someone was watching her. Finally, when the air around them seemed to grow all awkward, Sadie paused the game and offered Emma the free controller. "Wanna join?" she asked her with a smile. "Promise to cover you if you start dying," she teased with a grin.
"Sure." she agreed, taking the controller from Sadie and chuckling at her comment. "Oh, don't worry, with any luck the game will be easy for me, as games usually are." she let her mind focus, as she awaited Sadie to re-start the game. "What game is this anyway?"
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"Fable 3," Sadie replied with a grin. "I've already clocked the other two so I figured it was time to start the third one. Have you played it before?" As she waited for Emma to reply, she looked over the girl properly. She was really rather pretty. Not that Sadie swung that way (well, not that she knew, anyways) but she could at least admit when a girl was pretty, unlike some hetero girls she'd met before. "You want a drink or a snack or something before we start?" she asked, planning a raid on the pantry cupboards if the girl said yes. Her cookie stash should still be there somewhere.
"I've been dying to play that game for ages!" she exclaimed, a happy grin appearing on her face. "Oh, I'm going to enjoy this." she said. Emma, as she glanced over at Sadie (and then forgot as to why she was doing it) noticed her beauty pop out at her again. Stop it! She's a nice girl, don't screw it up. Emma smiled and nodded. "Sure, a snack and a drink would be nice. I think I have a bottle of iced tea somewhere...but as for snacks, what has this place got to offer?" Emma asked.
She, too, put the controller down, but only because they weren't playing yet, and plus, she was getting up anyways. She walked into the kitchenette, opened the fridge, scanned it, and pulled out her iced tea bottle, before going to sit back down, taking a sip as she did so.
Sticking her head into the pantry cupboard, she rooted around for a minute before pulling out a blue tin. A note on the front proclaimed that the tin belonged to Sadie Carlisle and to "not touch or you're dead". Surprisingly, the warning was heeded. Her fellow classmates knew that she was more than capable of kicking their butts if they pissed her off. Or she'd just set her grandfather onto them, not that anyone knew that Mason and Sadie were related yet. It was something that was best kept a secret from the student body.
Opening the tin, she grinned at its contents. Danish butter cookies. How Sadie loved them. Her Grandmama had always had them at her place, ever since Sadie was just a wee bairn. They were definitely the cookies of Sadie's childhood. She offered the navy blue container to Emma, smiling. "I promise it's not poisoned," she reassured her jokingly, taking one of the baked treats and shoving it (in a very unlady-like manner) into her mouth. Mouth full and cheeks puffed out like a hamster, the female grinned. Just as delicious as I remember 'em..!
Emma watched Sadie as she brought out a blue tin. Emma could just make out the warning on it and for some reason it brought a smile to her face. She knew as well as anyone that Sadie was not someone you wanted to piss off, because she could kick butts very easily. Emma admired Sadie because she had the guts to do something about it. If anyone gave her trouble, she'd soon set them straight. However, Emma didn't do anything. She just kind of wandered off and tried to pretend that everything was fine.
When Sadie opened the tin Emma's eyes lit up again. Danish Butter cookies. They were amazing, but then again, anything sweet was amazing to Emma. When Sadie offered her the tin, a smile tugged at Emma's face. "I believe you." she said. "Plus I can't resist Danish Butter cookies." she reached into the tin and bit into one. Heavenly.
Swallowing her current mouthful, Sadie crammed the second half of the cookie in her mouth. Heading back over to the couch, she plonked herself down and leant back. "My Grandmama had these all the time whenever my sister and I stayed over at hers. We pretty much grew up on these things," the blonde told her when she'd swallowed and wiped the crumbs from her lips. Normally she didn't talk about her family to anyone, least of all to other students. After all, an innocent remark now about them could come back to haunt her later. But the blonde felt relaxed enough around Emma to share a memory or two. "In fact, I'm pretty sure that I'm part Danish Cookie. I'm a Scotnish Cookie, that's what I am." Giggling at her wit, she dropped the cookie tin beside her and picked up the controller. "So...how much do you know about this game? And would you like any important background info?"