Around the Dorms, Monday Morning

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JD can be seen struggling with a very large, oddly shaped package as he tries to get it up to the 5th floor. It's wrapped in brown paper and lots of packing tape, which obscures it's shape, but aside from being awkward to carry, it's apparently a rather heavy. Heaven only knows how he managed to drag it this far from the post office.

"Come on, that's a boy. Let's get you home, buddy."

((OOC: Open, if anyone wants to give JD a hand. Once he gets it back to his room or the common room, he'll probably open it.))

5th Floor Common Room, Monday Morning

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Buffy and Pip walked into the common room, carrying a large, awkward looking package. JD followed behind them, looking a bit useless. He pointed to the middle of the floor.

"Let's just set him down here."

((OOC: JD's got a new toy. Open if you want to come and see, and, also, for all your common room wants and desires.))

School Grounds (Near the Garage) Monday Late Evening

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A good number of hours after some flailworthy time in this morning's Prophecy class and finding out his room assignment for the Vegas field trip this weekend, Anders was still trying to shake off a feeling of impending doom. (It was starting to be really annoying, how often he got those.)

A few good circuits around the island on his glider had taken some of the edge off the anxiety, but he was still kind of fidgety. Which was why he was sitting cross-legged on the glider and having a cigarette, drumming the fingers of his free hand restlessly against the toe of his boot.

[OOC: Open like *insert metaphor here not dirty* -- and feel free to yell at him for smoking.]

The hallways, Monday afternoon

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After Pop Culture, Pete roamed the hallways, humming to himself.

Then the humming grew. To mumbled singing.

Soon enough, he was rockin' out in the hallways, playing air-banjo and singing "American Music" by the Violent Femmes at the top of his voice.

[ooc: because the image of Pete Hutter singing the Violent Femmes while playing air banjo amuses me far, far, far too much, this post is open.]

Gym, Monday evening

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JOhn's in his workout clothes, dealing damage to the heavy bag.