Fourth Floor Common Room: Sunday Morning

[joxertehmighty.livejournal.com]

Joxer was asleep on a couch in the common room, snoring loudly and drooling onto the upholstery.

He'd definitely get no service, when he woke up. He had no shirt and no shoes on, not to mention no socks or pants.

That is correct. He was in naught but a linen loincloth. If there was even an emergency need for a horde of Madrox's to attack something with Lysol, this situation probably called for it. That couch never knew what was coming.

Mind you, Joxer himself wouldn't know what was coming, either. He'd managed to sleepwalk his way out here during the night.

So here he was, all asleep, drooling, and almost naked. Let's see what happens.

[ooc: Oooopen!]

Third Floor Common Room; Sunday Afternoon.

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Technically, Chad had just woken up not too long ago. So, technically, it was still time for breakfast, which meant going down to the common room to fry up some eggs and potatoes with a big bottle of hot sauce on hand for when they were finished. He'd happily make some for anyone else who wanted some, too. Was kinda hoping, actually, maybe some people would stop in and keep him company. He was in a good mood, and didn't want it to go to waste.


[[ open ]]

The roof, Sunday afternoon

[nadiathesaint]

Part of Nadia wanted to stay downstairs and keep an eye on Walter. The other part, though, was still trying to deal with things and really wanted to play some loud, slightly confused music, and that probably wouldn't be good if Walter still had a headache.

There were times when she rather wished she could do what Jamie did and actually be in a few places at once.

Alas, she didn't. So she was up on the roof, leaning back to stare at the sky and playing somewhat loud, rather confused music. She couldn't figure out if this was a happy song or a depressing one.

( cut for dance music )

[ooc: as open as you want it to be.]

Fourth Floor Common Room, Sunday Evening

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Having nothing better to do, Blair made popcorn and popped in a tape of this week's Spooky Things episode.

It was totally his favorite.

[ooc: Open!]

Fifth floor common room, Sunday evening

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia was doing a lot more staring vaguely at the television than she was actually watching whatever was on it. She'd cocooned herself in her wool poncho after discovering that it was actually getting a bit too cold to sit on the roof for a long time playing her guitar, which sucked, and finding things to distract her from thinking about, well, things, wasn't working terribly well.

The dorms were pretty quiet today. She was considering doing something to shake that up, but . . . apathy was winning. So staring vaguely at the television was the name of the game right now.

[ooc: it's a common room. I'm not sure if it actually has doors that close. Thusly, it is open.]