Third Floor Common Room, Friday Morning

[lockestheway]

Just a few weeks ago, Peter had been celebrating the end of the war he'd set in motion himself - the one that catapulted Locke into political prominence.

Roughly a week later, his parents had kind of squashed his enthusiasm thoroughly with all that crap about Ender.

After some thinking about it, though, Peter had realised there was only one option - Ender would have to go. And not to some interdimensional school he could easily come back from: he needed to leave.

He'd been working on that for a while now, trying to get some interesting footage released while dealing with the minor world leaders who were now interested in Locke's backing. Which went well, generally speaking, except for minor glitches. Like last night. Like last 'drunken Topher calling him on his 21st century phone' night, which had resulted in at least an hour of apologies to the Congolese prime minister because he really hadn't been telling him to 'have a lie-down'.

Peter hadn't slept much last night.

All of this boiled on down to one thing: Peter Wiggin, lying on the sofa in the common room before classes, a bowl of cereal balancing on his stomach and a giant mug of coffee on the tale.

Topher would pay. Right after he finally managed to grab a nap.

[[ open! ]]

First floor rec room, Friday night, iCarly broadcast!

[hurtingzeebo]

Sam had managed to successfully avoid Freddie for another week, and had managed to avoid thinking about the whole "we kissed!" thing for almost that whole time, right up until it was time to get ready to come down stairs for iCarly.

Dammit, why did he have to be somewhat more mature and less nubbish, now? Why'd the kiss have to be good?

As though life wasn't confusing enough.

She bounced around in a circle to warm up, a thoughtful look on her face. If anyone spotted said look, she'd just tell them she was pondering the wonders of ham.

[ooc: OCD is up! As always, anyone is welcome to wander in before, during, or after the broadcast. Those during may be asked to do something excessively silly.]