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fandomhighdorms2005-09-26 11:34 am
leeadama.livejournal.com) wrote in fandomhighdorms2005-09-26 11:34 am
Not quite a coronary but close
Lee races home from class to check on all the tv programs he tivo’d while he was away to Caprica City to visit his dad…and he discovers that Room 216 has not only been ransacked but it has an odd and terrible cocktail of odors with the zombie arm hanging on the door and a mildewed rotting sail canvas lying on the floor.
As he is a strapping young man, Lee William Adama does not have a coronary (otherwise House might take interest) but he does shut the door tightly, lock it, unlock it, open it again and now that he’s sure he’s not hallucinating, he tentatively looks in to make sure it’s thoroughly ransacked and therefore nothing is left in there to save.
When this is all apparent, he closes the door again and writes “TOXIC AREA” on the door in big scrawling letters and goes to look for the dorm mother – or whoever is in charge of the dorms.
He’s more numb than furious, more shocked than tearful. It’s quite a terrible homecoming and all he can think about is that someone, right now is probably laughing at him.
Perhaps Veronica would know what to do but she left a voice mail message that she’d be out of town this week.
In the meantime, Lee is in dire need of a place to at least sit down and try to figure out now what to do that all his stuff has been stolen and his room is now uninhabitable.
As he is a strapping young man, Lee William Adama does not have a coronary (otherwise House might take interest) but he does shut the door tightly, lock it, unlock it, open it again and now that he’s sure he’s not hallucinating, he tentatively looks in to make sure it’s thoroughly ransacked and therefore nothing is left in there to save.
When this is all apparent, he closes the door again and writes “TOXIC AREA” on the door in big scrawling letters and goes to look for the dorm mother – or whoever is in charge of the dorms.
He’s more numb than furious, more shocked than tearful. It’s quite a terrible homecoming and all he can think about is that someone, right now is probably laughing at him.
Perhaps Veronica would know what to do but she left a voice mail message that she’d be out of town this week.
In the meantime, Lee is in dire need of a place to at least sit down and try to figure out now what to do that all his stuff has been stolen and his room is now uninhabitable.
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I'll even let you snuggle up to Kawalsky's Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle pillows if you're nice to me.no subject
and not take advantage of me...well, maybe a little?...*ears perk up at the thought of HAIR PRODUCTS*I'm always nice to you, Janet.no subject
And most of us would probably not take too much advantage of you.I think Liz might be willing to lend out some of her hair stuff. Just for you.You are, too. And I'm so glad you missed the zombie attacks.no subject