Beastboy was hard at work today in the kitchenette of their apartment. With a floppy chef's hat on his messy green hair he whistled a cheerful little tune as he worked on his latest vegan creation. Soy cheese being sprinkled ontop of what appeared to be a pizza in the making. To be fair it wasn't much of a Kitchen area, more like a stack of kitchen related appliances plugged into a wall. The apartments didn't have their own kitchens after all.

But it was impressive what Beastboy could do with a Hotplate.

Rita meanwhile was sat on the sofa using the D-terminal they shared, catching up on the days events. The apartment was messy but not impossible to navigate. Her keyboard sat to one side along with a recently purchased guitar that she was teaching herself to play.

Little did they know today would be a special day for any particular reason.