Table in Dorm Lobby, Monday All Day

[not_a_moonie]

Alana didn't get why she had to sell tickets for a dance she wasn't even allowed to go to, but whatever. She was putting it down as yet another random rule.

It was nice to be worried about rules and not about rampaging trolls, anyhow.

A tie-dyed cloth had been draped over the table to suggest the year's theme, and the glittery box for prom court votes held a place of pride upon it. As for Alana, she was leaning back in her chair and flipping through a Vonnegut novel in between visitors. Evan's taste in books wasn't half-bad.

Second floor common room- Monday evening

[mummyspromdate.livejournal.com]

Any concerns Maddie had had about giving up her powers had been nicely put to rest by actually turning completely intangible over the last week. She couldn't talk, she couldn't touch anything, and she'd spent most of her time worrying that she'd just dissipate into nothing.

So today, powerless Maddie was taking advantage of soda and pizza that had just been delivered, because naturally when you got your body back you filled it with things that were bad for you. She was even flipping channels on the remote just because she could actually push the buttons.


[Open! Have pizza.]