Roof, late Friday night, as the party in the stairwell winds down

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia had slipped away from the "we're bored" party a little while after talking to Chad to hunt down her bottle of fine, Trinidadian rum that she kept under her bed.

Said bottle had not been open when she grabbed it.

It was now below half-mast.

As such, Nadia was now standing on the corner of the roof, both arms stretched out with the bottle clutched in one hand, yelling random Spanish words at the sky.

[ooc: drunk girl on the roof! This means that the roof is open!]

The Roof, Saturday afternoon

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter had a thermos of tea, a bag of sandwiches, and a cigarette. Thanks to his semi-insane metabolism, he hadn't even had a brushing acquaintance with a hangovr; he couldn't complain at all. Eventually, he'd see Cally, if she remembered the night before. Then there would be jumping off the roof.

Until then, there was tea, food, and cigarettes.

[ooc: Open, of course.]

First Floor BallPit!Lobby, Saturday Afternoon

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

There's a shark in the ball pit! No, actually it's just billy with a cardboard dorsal fin that he made, thinking he's being clever. Who gave this boy red food dye #3?

Third Floor Common Room, Saturday Evening

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

After a very full day of chasing a small puppy through the ball pit in the closet and feeding and entertaining Berthold, Dawn was stretched out on the floor on her side, watching the DVDs of Wormhole X-treme that Molly had given her for Christmas.

"Okay, no one dies that many times..."


[ooc: Open!]