Fifth Floor Common Room, Monday Morning

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

Cally did not have amazing culinary skills, nor a lot of money to splurge and buy enough food to feed an army. She did, however, have a box of Count Chocula, and had poured herself a big bowl before leaving it out for anyone else who wanted any.

She was in her PJs and slippers, because she could. Camped out in front of the TV, watching more Rainbow Randolph reruns.

"Friends come in all sizes..." she sang along between big bites of chocolatey goodness.

[ooc: Common room = Open. And darnit, now I want Count Chocula.]

Room 422, Monday Morning

[ranma-sao.livejournal.com]

Ranma woke up with a dull headache, and blankly looked around for a few minutes. But sat up with a start when he remembered what happened. His eyes filled with a terror of impending doom, he quickly ran down the hall and knocked LOUDLY on Teddy's door. He needed to talk right now.

((Locked to Teddy and/or Will, since they're... probably both in there.))

Outside the Dorms, Late Monday Afternoon

[2-twin-devils-2.livejournal.com]

Bored as usual, the twins stood underneath the trees outside the dorms, trying to figure out how to climb them since the branches were currently too high to reach by meerly standing. The reason for these attemtps? They saw something glimmering in the top branches of one of the trees and felt the need to investigate.
Sitting on eachother's shoulders was not working either.

((open but slow~))

Third Floor Common Room, Monday Evening

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

Watching Sports Night was fun. Watching Sports Night while playing hacky-sack? Even better.

So Conner was opting for "even better," needless to say. Hey, it made the commercial breaks pass really well.

[OOC: Open, as common rooms are.]

Roof, Monday Night

[chasingangela]

Angela sat cross-legged near the edge of the roof and peered over the railing. It was a cool night, perfect for her pasttime of sipping from her thermos of tea and scribbling in a notebook -- the kind of night that always made her more than a little thoughtful.

She was content to be alone, though she wouldn't mind someone to appreciate the night with.

[OOC: Open.]