Braeden rolled out of bed and walked out of the boys' dormitory with only one thing in mind: food. But life was complicated and he couldn't decide: should he go directly to the Great Hall or just go to the kitchens? Hmm. He'd have to see how picky his appetite was feeling that mo-- COOKIES.

The boy was just taking his first step into the common room, when he caught the smell of freshly-baked cookies. He stopped abruptly and looked around with wide eyes. Following the smell, the boy walked over to the group of Gryffindors that had gathered around the plate of cookies, and by a note that Brae didn't notice until after he was wiping the cookie crumbs from his lips.

Oh?
What, so there's like a meeting of some sort? It seemed so, by the looks of it... Braeden considered the idea of skipping it. But the cookies got him to stay. So, he plopped down on the nearest armchair with a couple more cookies in hand.