Third floor common room- Thursday night

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Annie had decided to venture out into the common room tonight, because even if she was a little psychotic when it came to school she was perfectly capable of enjoying the last few days of her break by not doing much. She could do what any other teenager would do on a Thursday night: order a totally shareable pizza, turn on the TV, and hang out.

The TV thing would be going a lot more smoothly if she could find anything on worth watching. Mostly it was just cartoons, or Reading Rainbow, or some too-cheerful program aimed towards teaching kids something or other. Given how the Hallmark commercials had brought her to tears that one day, she knew what Fandom was up to now.

Too bad she didn't figure that out before she got to Barney. Or whatever meta-ly passes for it."Oh nooo, I'm never getting this song out of my head."

[Open like a common room! I love you, you love me...]

Garage - Afternoon

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The garage had been somewhat dusty when Jake had taken his present down to it, but he'd freed up a corner in the garage and had gotten a tarp down for him to work on. Getting the motorbike's frame together had gone pretty smoothly and the bike stood happily on its center stand as Jake worked on getting the engine together. There was a lot of cleaning involved and oiling things up and fitting it all back together, but it was a fun job and Jake had missed getting to tinker on engines.

He'd almost missed it enough to take his time to finish up, but then he was kind of eager to see if he could get the bike to work and take Caroline for a spin. She was still crazy for getting him this, but he really couldn't hold it against her.

[*blows dust off garage* Open, of course.]

Fifth Floor Common Room, Thursday Evening

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Roy's stuff was all packed up, ready for him to head out tomorrow. He'd found a cheap apartment in a crappy part of New York, and he had a job lined up working at an outpatient rehab clinic. Heading group therapy. He still wasn't sure why they thought he was the man for the job, considering some days he still didn't feel all that recovered himself, and he probably would stay in it exactly until he found something else, but...maybe he could help some people, you know? And he needed the money for rent.

In the meantime, he had one last thing he had to do before he left town: make chili. He'd been wanting it, and...well, it was always funny when someone tasted it for the first time, so he hoped some unsuspecting kid would drop by. Even superheroes have their evil streaks.

((Last post for Roy in Fandom, woe!))