[The door blocks all of Riku's vibes. (no) Lalli won't feel anything but, like, flustered sort of mild panic. Definitely the panic you get when you're trying to surprise someone with something, and things don't go according to plan.
...The microwave begins running?
He keeps hurrying back and forth from one side of the room to the other. Under the door, the lights go out. And then, after a second, the door cracks open. Two greenish-blue eyes peer at Lalli from out of the darkness.]
Okay.
[The door opens wider to let Lalli in. Even though the light went out, there's a dim glow inside--
Sitting on the desk off to the side of the common room, something is sparking and glowing. It's a sparkler from Formal, but it's fine. The stick is perched in the center of a very small, dark cake. Beside it is a plate... of cookies!]
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...The microwave begins running?
He keeps hurrying back and forth from one side of the room to the other. Under the door, the lights go out. And then, after a second, the door cracks open. Two greenish-blue eyes peer at Lalli from out of the darkness.]
Okay.
[The door opens wider to let Lalli in. Even though the light went out, there's a dim glow inside--
Sitting on the desk off to the side of the common room, something is sparking and glowing. It's a sparkler from Formal, but it's fine. The stick is perched in the center of a very small, dark cake. Beside it is a plate... of cookies!]