Victory Party in the Common Room

[OOC: Yeah... Of course I come online as soon as Ash makes off with the big boomstick thingie.]

Beverages and Food line the common room. Kick back and enjoy kids.

[identity profile] alchemic-bean.livejournal.com 2005-09-25 07:23 am (UTC)(link)
"Mm." Edward leaned back into the other armrest, scooting around to get comfortable. "'ll have you know, 'm not drunk. 'm tipsy." He grins a bit, but it's wobbly.

[identity profile] sakuracchyan.livejournal.com 2005-09-25 07:26 am (UTC)(link)
Sakura raised her eyebrows, mouth forming a little 'o' shape. "I see," she said, still grinning at him. "I'll remember that." She poked his foot with her own, pointedly. "Now sleep, you. I'd send you back to your dorm, but I don't trust you to get there without falling." She was clearly enjoying teasing him far too much.

[identity profile] alchemic-bean.livejournal.com 2005-09-25 07:31 am (UTC)(link)
"'m not tired," Edward complained at her. He made a face >.< face at her. "You're not my mom, you ..." he trailed off, and frowned. Then he shook his head once. "...nev'rmind."

[identity profile] sakuracchyan.livejournal.com 2005-09-25 07:35 am (UTC)(link)
Sakura just closed her eyes, nodding. The grin never left her face. "Whatever you say, Ed." Her face sobered a bit when he complained about her not being his mother, but she still smiled. If nothing else, she shared the common ground of being mother-less at a young age with Edward. Not that they knew that about one another. "I still say you should sleep." And she left it at that.

[identity profile] alchemic-bean.livejournal.com 2005-09-25 07:48 am (UTC)(link)
Edward sulked at her for a moment, before yawning. "Fine," he muttered sleepily, turning himself over so that he faced in to the couch. "Y'win. G'night."

[identity profile] sakuracchyan.livejournal.com 2005-09-25 07:58 am (UTC)(link)
Sakura squared her shoulders, smug. "'Night," she echoed, and rested her arms over her knees, head resting against them and just sort of watching him for a moment. Catching herself with an oddly fond smile on her face, she meeped and turned away, focusing instead on a fallen empty bag of chips near a trashcan across the room. Why was she suddenly getting maternal tendencies over this guy? She only met him, what, two days before? She scowled at herself, making a >:\ face.