Front Lawn; Saturday Afternoon.

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Turtle had plans to go over some business reports and some stock update and the Westing will and studying about fifty other things, but it was way too nice of a day to do all that inside. Which explained the blanket spread out in front of the front lawn of the doors with a little circle of a makeshift office of super-duper multitasking that Turtle had plopped down on. She had her headphones on and was singing along badly to songs on the radio as she worked, idly draining a handwavey Squishy. Mmmmm, Red...


[[ open for any lawn needs; I'm bogged with lots of school work, so slowness may occur or be standard, really, but we'll see ]]

Third Floor Common Room, Saturday Evening

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Tori was camped out in the common room, attempting to study for finals. She only had one on Monday, so it wasn't so bad, but she wanted to at least brush up on the other two classes.

The television was on, and it just so happened that it landed on the Food Network. And it happened to be Rachel Ray's 30 Minute Meals. So now, instead of studying, Tori was watching intently, jotting down notes about what Rachel was making.

[OOC: OPEN!! Come hang, I'm around.]

Dorms [All Night]

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John was going to be proposing in a week. And soon after that? Fandom was going to be one awesome memory. So, he wanted to go out with a bang. It'd been awhile since he'd done something like this and he knew exactly how to ask.

Charlie had agreed pretty quickly and, after finding bits and pieces of costuming, had emerged dressed as Mrs and Mrs Claus.

And they had a lot of shredded paper. White paper. C'mon, you know what that was getting used for.

"Oh, Mr. Claus? Should be spreading some early holiday cheer?" John asked in the highest, squeakiest voice he could manage.

[John and Charlie are going up and down the halls singing Christmas carols. Want them to sing one to you? Just ping in and they will! The best Christmas carols ever!]