Fourth Floor Common Room, Sunday Morning

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Blah blah a week after his last mission, twitchy, blah, but at least this time around Jak had something to keep him occupied while he waited.

Seriously. He should've figured out there was a sports channel a long time ago.

Since the dance meant he'd missed a chunk of the action yesterday, he was now watching reruns. You know. Appreciating all the winter sports. Say what you wanted about the silly outfits, but that Kramer kid could skate.

He leaned back on the common room couch and munched on some Doritos.

[[ open, although with the occasional blast of SP as Mass Effect 2 seems to be eating my brain. I have no excuse for my blatant nationalism beyond suck it, Hedrick ]]

Sixth Floor, Sunday evening

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After coming up with the idea last night, Hoshi had been busy all day trying to pull everything together. To emphasize that this was not a Valentine's celebration, there were no hearts. Instead, as a nod to Chinese New Year, Hoshi had decorated with paper lanterns. In the kitchen, there was plenty moddable food from Ching Tai, desserts from J,GOB, and even ice cream from Chilly Boulder in the freezer if anyone wanted it.

The dance floor was ready for use. Hoshi had carefully picked a selection of music that was not sappy or mushy at all. However, she suspected she would be spending more time in the ball pit than the dance floor.

Welcome the the Anti-Valentine's Day Party. No date? No problem!

[Open to all, whether or not you have a date! Please wait for the OCD is good to go!]