Disturbance in 213

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

FRAK!

::out of the door of 213 flies a flaming metal object. It thumps against the wall, bounces to the ground, and spins a little, smoking heavily::

Motherfrakker!

::Cally runs out of her room, with a blanket, and begins smothering the flaming object, putting out the flames::

I can't believe this... not another one.

::She picks up and holds the blanket, revealing that the formerly flaming object is yet another dead toaster, the next victim of the Toaster Killer::

Frak! All I wanted was some frakking toast!

Comments

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

Yeah. Okay. ::Sigh::

That'll be a good plan. ::nods her head::

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

*grins* Cool. Sparky, btw, has some excellent jams.

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

Of course he does

Erm, really? I can't say I've ever had the chance for a sleepover with him...

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

*smirks* No? Maybe we should see if we can arrange something.

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

::blinks::

Er, yeah. That'd be nice, I guess. Studying, and making sure Sparky doesn't blow himself up. Yeah.

::awkward pause, decides to send the awkwardness another direction::

So, what's this about a club you're forming?

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

*quietly freaks and wonders if anyone knows what is behind it*

It's er... the Male Fans of Celine Dion. It's for people who appreciate her music and are scared to admit it. *nods gingerly*