2nd Floor Common Room [Friday Afternoon]

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

After the Flight workshop, Bridge wanders back to the dorms, still wearing the beanie.

The AC issue on the second floor seems to be fixed, so there's no shirtlessness. Which is good, because Bridge is currently making pizza. Okay, he's cooking those frozen pre-made pizzas, but still. It's food and it's there for sharing.

Roof, Friday lunchtime

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair had spent the morning meditating and felt better. Or it could be because of the phone message that Phoebe left him. But either way, he wanted to spend some time doing something fun.

He took his guitar up to the roof and was playing music. In the loosest definition of the word.

[ooc:open]

Fifth Floor Common Room, Friday late afternoon/early evening

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

No news was not necessarily good news, but it was news in that there was no news. (Say that five times fast and watch your eyes cross.) Walter had spent several hours canvassing the island, looking for anything or anyone out of the ordinary and coming up empty.

So now he was watching Galaxy Quest and eating a box bowl of cereal while he waited to hear back from Nadia.

[ooc: It's common. It's a room. It's ooooooooopen.]

Friday Night Late - On The Roof

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe had been heading up to the roof when she had gotten the call from Veronica. What V had told her just added to her confusion and paranoia. Someone was out to get them and for the life of her she couldn't figure out why, or who would do such a thing. Between yesterday and this morning, she was really beginning to think a visit to Locker #327 would be much less traumatic.

She got up on the roof and found a comfortable corner to think and watch the stars.

This week had been weird and painful.



[[OOC: Open for all your late night roofly needs. Thread with Cole locked to him.]]

Second Floor common Room, Friday Evening

[ihatedenmark.livejournal.com]

Hamlet settled himself down on a couch in the second floor common room with a large bowl of popcorn and a couple bottled od pop. The TV guide had promised a Bitterwoman marathon including one of the infamous "missing episodes". It seemed like a good way to spend an evening when you didn't really want to go out.


[OOc: Open like a thing what is open.]

First Floor Lobby, Friday Evening

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

John totally Bogarted the couch and the TV, absently flipping channels. If people were looking for him, he'd be a lot more visible out here.