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[dorky-broots.livejournal.com]

Broots stumbles down into the common room, grabs a comftorable looking couch, and settles in for the night.

Well, at this rate I'll finally get to sleep in my room by next week.

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[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Going down the hall to class, Parker sees Broots sacked out in the common room.

The hell.

She toes him, not gently but not an actual kick, in the side. "Broots. Wake up, you worm." As he blinks up at her, she glares. "Why the hell are you sleeping in the common room? Are you trying to be eaten by gremlins?"

[dorky-broots.livejournal.com]

N-No. He blinks up at her.

I lost my room keys.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Giving him a look of disgust, she hauls him to his feet, making sure he does *not* fall on her.

"Fabulous. Let's go to the secretary and get you a replacement set. I can't have you embarassing me like this, and I'm not going to be saving your ass if you insist on doing this crap."

She stalks down the hall toward the Admin's office.

"While we're at it, I think we'd better find one of the teachers and get your room protected from Demonboy." Parker looks thoughtful. "I wonder if Professor Hellboy would know anything about that...."

[dorky-broots.livejournal.com]

Thank you Miss Parker. He tries to keep up with her and winds up breaking out into a slow trot.

You're being oddly nice to me. Er, not that I mind or anything.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

She stops and *snarls* at him.

"I am not nice. But nobody messes with you but me. And if you keep leaving yourself open like this, you're gonna be dead."

*stalks away again* "How did you lose your the keys, anyway?"

[dorky-broots.livejournal.com]

Hides a small smile.

No, Miss Parker, I really don't want to wind up dead. And I left them in my room when I ran out of it go get away from um, Cole.

((ooc: I've had a very long day...*hangs head*))

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

*swerves*

Then we need the janitor, not the secretary.

And I really need to do something about that guy....

*glowers*

[dorky-broots.livejournal.com]

Broots nearly trips over his feet when Miss Parker suddenly changes direction.

I guess so. But remember what you said, nothing that will get us eaten! Okay? Please? Miss Parker?