Wednesday, October 1st, 2014

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[personal profile] stacyexperiment
Yesterday's class had gotten pretty ridiculous, and because Gwen was a totally rational person who felt like she should have been granted sainthood somewhere around hour five of the discussion, today there was gonna be a party.

That's right, ladies and gentlemen! There'd been hastily-photocopied flyers put up around the dorms this morning to advertise (and warn anyone who didn't want to stumble into it). Gwen had taken advantage of the pizza place's weird fixation on giving extra food and so there was plenty in the kitchen, there were (non-alcoholic) drinks and popcorn, and there was nothing but moddable dirty movies on the TV. There was plenty of room, come and stay as long as you want!

That's what she said.

(But don't actually do that, ew.)


[Open, and this is me trying to keep your flists clean at work! Can't guarantee the comments will be worksafe, though. You can miss the flyers if you'd like to innocently stumble in anyway, and also feel free to bring your own movies.]
flickofthewrist: (picture of innocence)
[personal profile] flickofthewrist
Flick didn't often visit this place. In fact, he wasn't sure if he'd ever been there before but first time for everything, right? It was getting a little too cold to go to the beach and Flick wasn't feeling aggressive enough for the gym. So, why not the pool? Exactly why not.

He brought his towel down there and dropped it on one of the chairs near the pool before stretching his arms out and diving in. He dove deep, staying underwater for as long as his lungs would let him before surfacing. He waded for a few moments before going under and letting himself just float there until his lungs burned and he came up for air again.

This time, Flick didn't go back under. He swam lazily around, recalling some of the summers where he and Jude had gotten lucky and were able to go to his father's country club without his father being there. That place always had nice pools and nice people.

Flick moved over to the side of the pool and propped himself up against the edge, kicking his feet and closing his eyes. The water buoyed him and relaxed him, loosening up tense muscles and pulling away at some of his stress.

[Open, sure. I just wanted to use this icon.]

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