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Third Floor Common Room, Monday Evening
Tuesday, September 11th, 2012 06:00 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dollpocalypseOkay, look. Topher had never seen Cactibear. In fact, he'd never really seen anything all that terrible in the common rooms, truth be told, because for the most part? The TVs seemed to like him. Maybe it was because they somehow knew that he wouldn't hesitate to take a screwdriver to them if they showed him something he didn't like, or maybe it was just luck-- whatever. What mattered was that, generally speaking, Topher felt that he could dependably rely on the common room televisions to show him the things that he wanted, and not, well, the white noise he was getting on the TV in his dorm room right now.
So, with that inspiring fact in mind, he set off for the third floor common room with only a few minutes to spare before the penguin documentary he was looking forward to was supposed to start. Because the TVs liked him, and therefore, he surely wasn't going to have a problem. He grabbed a bag of chips, flopped down on the couch, and turned the TV right to the Discovery Channel.
It was playing the Spoiled Girlz movie.
Topher glared. He hit a few buttons on the remote. Nothing seemed to happen. He went right up to the screen and tried to change the channel, but only succeeded in making it louder. And right during the big musical number, too.
"I just wanted penguins," he said mournfully, and gave the TV an upset little kick before retreating to the couch.
[[me: "what's the worst movie we've ever seen together?" friend: "have you forgotten 'm-m-m-myspace, i have ten million friends?'" thus, this common room was born. open!]]
So, with that inspiring fact in mind, he set off for the third floor common room with only a few minutes to spare before the penguin documentary he was looking forward to was supposed to start. Because the TVs liked him, and therefore, he surely wasn't going to have a problem. He grabbed a bag of chips, flopped down on the couch, and turned the TV right to the Discovery Channel.
It was playing the Spoiled Girlz movie.
Topher glared. He hit a few buttons on the remote. Nothing seemed to happen. He went right up to the screen and tried to change the channel, but only succeeded in making it louder. And right during the big musical number, too.
"I just wanted penguins," he said mournfully, and gave the TV an upset little kick before retreating to the couch.
[[me: "what's the worst movie we've ever seen together?" friend: "have you forgotten 'm-m-m-myspace, i have ten million friends?'" thus, this common room was born. open!]]