The Gym; Late Sunday Morning.

[not-a-mused.livejournal.com]

The thing with Cal, when he had a bout of Too Much of a Past like on Friday, he got over it amazingly well...after an inevitable, dramatic crash, of course, which had sucked up his Saturday amid a mass of covers, the weight of self-pity, and, okay, okay, a few tears. But come Sunday, no one would have known it by looking at him, unless they were among the select few who knew him well enough to know the difference between his usual quiet and the reserved quiet that took him over as he concentrated on a simple, yet intensive, workout with the weights at the gym.

It was a much better way of dealing with things, he felt; he needed to remember to do this more often again.

[[ open gym is open! I might be a bit on the slow side today *stretches over Lazy Sunday* ]]

Fourth floor common room, Sunday late morning/early afternoon

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

After being supremely lazy yesterday, Dean figured he probably should actually leave his room today so he had opted to do one of his 'cook brunch for all comers' deals in the common room.

Really, there was never a bad in these situations. Because if no one showed up, that just meant he had a lot of food to eat himself.

[ooc: open as common rooms are!]

Third floor common room, Sunday afternoon

[solo_sword]

Staying in her room was just making Jaina feel ickier, and she didn't do well with that sort of thing. She wasn't nearly as bad as she was yesterday, just blah-feeling. Which meant that after she'd gotten everything done she needed to for now, she camped out on a sofa and started flipping channels.

And remembered why it was that she'd never really watched TV to begin with. Sunday was boring.


[Ooooopen. Omg I should not be so excited that this is her first CR in ages.]