Fourth Floor Common Room | Sunday Evening | 5/29

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Freddie was having an argument with the TV.

And he was losing.

He sat on a couch, pizza slice on a plate in his lap (the pizza it came from was in a box nearby, open for anyone to grab a slice). The remote for the TV was in his hand, but no matter how many buttons he pressed, nothing was happening. The television remained on the Dingo Channel. On a rerun of Totally Terry.

"Oh what did I do to deserve this?" he cried out, pressing buttons. He couldn't even shut off the TV. "Saaaaaam!"

He blamed her by default, really.

[ooc: Open common room!]

Third Floor Common Room: Late Sunday Evening

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Jack was in a great mood. The Dodgers had beaten the pants (not literally) of the Marlins and he was now celebrating with a very large double cheeseburger and fries while trying to find something to watch on TV.

When he found was a strange show about a man trying to eat a five pound burrito plus sides just so he could win a t-shirt.

"That's just ridiculous," Jack said aloud to himself as he stuffed his mouth with food. "Who the hell could eat all that?"

[Open common room is open]