First Floor Lobby, Monday Except For Class
Monday, February 7th, 2011 07:34 am![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
There were flowers. Everywhere. Every time Wesley ran his hand through his hair to extricate the flowers, more would appear. All he was trying to do was sell flowers and Valentine's Day Dance tickets for the Student Council flower sale, and apparently there were just a gazillion flowers that wanted to participate in the sale. Because they were in his hair.
Oh, well.
At least they were flowers and not garbage, right?
[[Here for your flower-and-ticket-purchasing needs! You can handwave them or play them out, whatever! Just remember to put in your flower orders in the OOC thread linked above.]]
Oh, well.
At least they were flowers and not garbage, right?
[[Here for your flower-and-ticket-purchasing needs! You can handwave them or play them out, whatever! Just remember to put in your flower orders in the OOC thread linked above.]]