Second Floor Common Room - Early Saturday Afternoon

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Harvey had a problem. He was hungry. You think that problem would be easy enough to solve by making food but he couldn't decide what he wanted. It was still early enough for breakfast and yet it could be considered lunch time too. He wanted eggs but he could also go for a sandwich. You would think he could just pick something and get on with it but for some reason he couldn't. He always sucked at making stupid little decisions like that.

So now he had a grilled cheese and scrambled eggs going on the stove at the same time. He figured he was hungry enough to eat both and if he wasn't, well, he figured someone else would want some. He sat himself up on the kitchen counter next to the stove, rolling his father's coin across his knuckles and waited for his food to finish cooking.

[Oooooopen]

The Gym; Early Saturday Afternoon.

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The fact that Cal had slept in a lot later than usual probably didn't help the blur of thoughts that was the inside of his head. Dull and thick and slightly aching, he felt like all the smog of his childhood had collected in his brain in the aftermath of yesterday, a mist thick enough that you would need a spoon to get through it.

A spoon, or perhaps a much needed workout. He'd been slacking off a lot and now, when he needed to focus, when he needed to think, Cal fell into those rhythms of lifting weights. Sweating out the cloudy and confused fog that made yesterday seem like all just one jumping dream of dizziness.

But it hadn't been. He could still feel all those flirtations and touches and kiss tingling in his skin, but he wasn't sure even clearing his mind with some exercise would help him figure out just what it was he thought of all of it.

[[ open for all your gymly needs! ]]

Second Floor Common Room, Saturday Evening

[wantstodirect]

Tony was determined to understand Much Concern Over Nothing, so he'd rented a copy of the movie. He put the movie on with subtitles playing and had his copy of the play open in front of him to follow along. He paused the movie occasionally to make notes or to rewind it and watch something again.

Not the most exciting way to spend a Saturday night, perhaps, but at least it was unlikely to end with him in the ER.

[Very open!]

Fourth floor hallway, Saturday morning

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Karal was going in search of tea, the kettle in his room having decided today was not a day it was going to work.

As Altra was out hunting, and Karal didn't want to bother him, it was a slightly slower trip than it would have been had he the benefit of Firecat sight. No doubt the 'cat would grizzle about it later, but the common room was only just down the hall and, really, what could possibly go wrong?

[ooc: While it is an open hallway, just for one, please?]