Third Floor Common Room, Late Monday Morning

[chasingangela]

Angela woke up in a good mood.

And hungry. Very hungry.

Which is why she was currently making a batch of banana-nut muffins in the common room and watching a talk show on TV. It was featuring makeovers on Goth teenagers; Angela scowled at this a tiny bit as she measured out walnuts and preheated the oven.

[OOC: Post is open.]

Around the dorms

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

After at handwaved phone call from Professor Lyman and then a stop by his office after Interstellar Relations, Isabel made her way through the dorms putting up posters advertising the Student Council elections like a good little minion staffer.

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Text reads:
Student Council Elections
are Sept. 20

Three representatives per class
Looks great on a college transcript!
Bonus benefit of hanging with Josh Lyman!

Come on out all you future dictators,
current sovereigns,
student leaders!

Questions? Find Mr. Lyman during office hours.

Outside the Dorms, Monday Evening

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

Billy spread a poncho on the ground, as it would likely be a lot easier to meditate if his but wasn't getting wet. Then he removed his prosthetic, and rested it beside him beneath the tree.

He began to roll his head from side to side, in preparation.

for Blair, or anyone else to either join in, or inturrupt.

3rd Floor Common Room: Monday Night

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

Lana was curled up on the couch in the common room doing some homework with the TV on for background.

She's kind of hoping people will come along and distract her.


[OOC: Open!]

4th Floor Common Room [Monday, After School]

[imac-kenzie.livejournal.com]

Mac returned from school and took over the fourth floor common room in order to start some semblance of a cookie production line. She'd already ordered a whole load of supplies off the internet, so she pulled out the recipe Izzie left her and some funny shaped cutters, and carted it all down the hall with her.

She's now lying on her stomach on one of the sofas fiddling with some JAVA coding on her laptop while she waits for them to bake. The smell of banana-oat cookies is probably infusing the entire floor by now.