Second Floor Common Room, Sunday Morning

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After the influx of new student yesterday, Ender had debated whether or not he actually wanted to talk to any of them. Eventually, he settled for the middle option - head into a common room and see if anyone shows up - which suited him fine.

He had a book, and a notepad full of scribbled notes of something that just wasn't quite materializing the way he'd like. And he had a couch to sit on, with a good view of the area, so that he could remain aware of anyone coming in while he was working.

It worked out well that way.

[ open common room! ]

Fourth Floor Common Room - Sunday Afternoon

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Emmett had spent most of the night exploring the dorms and enjoying being able to walk around without the smell of humans being too overpowering. He was thinking about going into town but decided to pace himself when it came to exploring. If he saw everything too fast then he got bored and when he got bored he tended to make houses out of cardboard and play "General Sherman is burnin' everything" in the yard with Jasper (well, Emmett played. Jasper glared). He had the feeling burning the dorms down by accident would be frowned upon. So around 5 am he staked out a place in the common room and started to watch TV.

Now there was football on! Emmett had his ass on the couch, a football in his hand and was watching the Dolphins playing the Ravens. Then the Eagles were playing the Vikings at 4:30. God, he loved Sundays. He was tossing the football quickly between his two hands but making sure it was at a human's pace just in case anyone came in.

[Open, yes. I hope Miami wins...I think I jinxed them omg]

Gym; Sunday Afternoon [ 01/04].

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Cal really didn't put much stock into New Years Resolution, but he did have a general belief that a new year wasn't a bad time to get back on track with his workouts.

Plus, he wanted to get out of his room to avoid having to explain more things to his doofy roommate. Cal realized he should have probably been more sympathetic since the guy was practically from the Dark Ages (literally), but, man. He hadn't even caught up with the technology of this century; he wasn't about to explain it to someone several more behind if he could avoid it.

So he was in the gym, stretching out a bit before hitting up the weight.


[[ you know it's bad when you keep posting things despite that it hurts to look at a screen for too long! Open, though OP might be slow! ]]

Fourth floor common room, Sunday evening

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Dean was in the kitchen cooking up some hamburgers. He was making more than even he could eat because he knew how food around here seemed to conjure up people to eat it.

He'd brought his ghetto blaster out too and was singing along to Metallica as he cooked.

[ooc: open as common rooms are]

Second Floor Common Room, Sunday Evening

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Tony had nuked a frozen dinner and sat on the couch eating it out of the plastic tray. He put his King of the Bracelets Extended Edition in the DVD player, planning to watch some of the Appendices that he still hadn't seen. But he started up the movie just to watch the beginning and found he didn't want to turn it off. So what if he'd already seen it umpteen billion times?

[Open!]