Rooms 239/240: Subtext Central

[janet_fraiser]

Janet props the door open and flops down on her bed, trying to puzzle her way through the text Professor Methos wanted her to look at. She grabbed the remote for Charlie's Jack's Charlie's the room's stereo and set some music to go before she gets too into the studying.


OOC: Player must go pick up munchkin, head home, cook dinner, and do various other not-so-fun things such as laundry, but will be on and off FH. She'll be on more regularly after 8 PM CST (-5 GMT, 9 PM FHT).

Comments

[can_be_more]

Or I could be lying to you. You'll never know.

While I'd prefer no one groped my boyfriend but me, I also know the chances of that actually happening are slim to none. I meant that he probably wouldn't like me being groped.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

I could ask someone else...

Your boyfriend seems to think subtexts are free range.

[can_be_more]

What's stopping you?

Yes, I've noticed that. I've already called him a tralk today.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

I'm talking to you? Fine, I'll ask Weir.

What's a tralk?

[can_be_more]

Fine. You do that.

If you can't figure it out, I'm not going to tell you.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Didn't want to jump to conclusions, but if it's a whore then you're probably right.

[janet_fraiser]

*settles in to watch the cuteness*

OOC: OMG! John/Aeryn! Squee! Miss the series. So much.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

*turns into a blubbering mess around Aeryn*

[janet_fraiser]

*hands John a box of tissues*

OOC: At least we got a happy ending! With marriage! And baby! And (most importantly) togetherness!

Except. D'Argo! Dude so isn't dead. Damn it.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

*does not deserve you at all*

*wonders why you put up with me*