Pajama Club Meeting: First floor lobby, Tuesday after classes
Tuesday, October 16th, 2012 02:45 pmIT WAS COLD AS HELL TODAY.
Okay, maybe not really -- maybe it was like, mid-to-high fifties, or whatever. It was still clearly time for Olive to bust out the cozy pajamas. She was curled up on the couch under a blanket with her Frosted Flakes this week, as a bunch of cheerleaders on the screen showed everyone what spirit fingers really were. Classic slumber party fare, yes.
"So hi, did everyone have a nice break?" Olive asked, waving a corner of her blanket. Close enough to an actual wave, sure. "And do we have, like, official business? I mean, we're a club. I feel like we should. Do you guys want to think about doing an...event or something?" She shrugged. "Or we could just stay under our blankets and keep on marathonning early 2000s comedies. I'm fine with that."
Okay, maybe not really -- maybe it was like, mid-to-high fifties, or whatever. It was still clearly time for Olive to bust out the cozy pajamas. She was curled up on the couch under a blanket with her Frosted Flakes this week, as a bunch of cheerleaders on the screen showed everyone what spirit fingers really were. Classic slumber party fare, yes.
"So hi, did everyone have a nice break?" Olive asked, waving a corner of her blanket. Close enough to an actual wave, sure. "And do we have, like, official business? I mean, we're a club. I feel like we should. Do you guys want to think about doing an...event or something?" She shrugged. "Or we could just stay under our blankets and keep on marathonning early 2000s comedies. I'm fine with that."