Saturday Morning, Lobby

[sonofdragons.livejournal.com]

Sometime early Saturday morning, a hastily-assembled quilt was hung in the lobby.

A quilt made of sewn-together (and stapled, and duct-taped) women's underthings.

No sign of any slippers, stuffed dogs or other objects.

Fifth floor common room - Sat. Morn.

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

She missed the slumber party. Not that she had intended to. She fell asleep early. She also woke early. Starving and cranky. Really cranky.

Currently she was slouched on the couch in her jammies and slippers watching some game show on tv. There was an open bag of chips on her right, brownies and popcorn on her left, and a pile of those little chocolate kisses on her lap. She had also fixed her a ham sandwich but only ate half of it. She really wanted some Chinese food but was too lazy to go anywhere and get some. 

She took a long swallow of soda and yelled at the tv. "You're slower than molasses on a cold day! Uhg! You bid too high! Stupid!"

Third Floor Common Room, Friday Night

[socksofcool.livejournal.com]

Oh, look, there was a common room, with a shirtless, leather skirt wearing Seely in it.

Who was there for no reason whatsoever.

Really.

Fourth Floor Common Room, Saturday Evening

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

Cally had found something rather odd on the TV. It was a marathon of 'The Girlie Show', a sketch comedy show. Just a couple episodes ago, the show was suddenly renamed to 'TGS with Tracy Jordan'. That was a little... odd. Though the new guy they added to the show sure was funny. In a crazy, trainwreck sort of way.

She was on a couch, sipping at a vegan chocolate soyshake. It... made her wish it was a real milkshake.

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