In the common room, avoiding the CNG* in her room

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker is flipping channels. Hoping to find something. She is singing under her breath; she might have heard this song from Vala.

Or not.

"Who's the bro with all the aggro,
who can take down a goon,
with a sharp spoon?
JACK! The man they call Jack. That's what I'm sayin'...."

Possibly the lack of nicotine is getting to her.



_{*Crazy Naked Guy}

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[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

Kawalsky flops down onto the couch and grabs a cushion to hug. Sleep is obviously not on the cards yet after all.

[dorky-broots.livejournal.com]

Broots nearly bounces into the room. "Miss Parker! That's an awesome song! Who's Jack? Is he another one in a long line of guys you've been with? How many guys have you been with anyway? Can you repeat that, I think I missed a few of the words. Is there anything on TV?" Broots sits down with a light bounce and begins humming Miss Parker's tune.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker nearly swallows her gum. The hell?

"Broots?" She looks over at Kawalsky, trying to see if he's seeing the same thing she is.

Broots is bouncing. That's just not right.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Here, take this remote. Or I'm shoving it down Broots' throat."

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Still unable to sleep (http://www.livejournal.com/users/rory__gilmore/16208.html), Rory pads out into the common room. She's wearing a pair of pink flannel pajamas with umbrellas on them, and she looks...depressed.

On Rory, anything less than 'sunny' is cause for alarm.

[dorky-broots.livejournal.com]

"That's my name! Well, my last name anyway. My first name is actually, well, it's emberassing 'cause my parents thought I was going to be a girl. Dad actually thought I was a girl so he just named me the name they had chosen. And then he found out I was a boy." He tilts his head to the side. "What where we talking about? You know what I think? Wouldn't it be cool if this room had something painted on a wall? Like, a mural or something?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker waves to Rory, then goes back to staring at Broots like she wants to *kiiiiiiilllll* him.

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

*sits across from Parker*

Parker. Evening.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Shut. UP." Parker cut into this babble for a second, snapping her fingers in his face. "Okay, Broots, answer some simple questions: did you eat in the cafeteria? Have you been bitten by a gremlin? Did you let Kara Thrace give you a cigar? Answer them right, and you get to live."

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Rory tilts her head, sitting down next to Parker and staring at the strangely bubbly boy.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Callisto. Excuse me. I'm trying to corral my minion Broots. I think he's on something."

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

Kawalsky takes the remote. He looks over at Broots. No one was that bouncy naturally. Was the entire school turning insane again? Was *he* turning insane too? It felt like it. The least he could do was have fun with it.

...that gave him an idea. He decided to sit and dwell on it for a while.

[dorky-broots.livejournal.com]

Broots thinks for all of a second. "No, I didn't eat in the cafeteria. I sometimes do, but Mom sent me some food with her last care package so I've been living off of that. Which reminds me, I need to send her my nice clothes back. No, I haven't even seen any gremlins. Have you seen them? I've heard of them. And I don't smoke. Well, I did once but that was a while ago. And then I threw up all over Maggie's shoes while trying to ask her out on a date. She slapped me. Do I get to live?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Broots. Rory. Rory. My soon-to-be-ex-assistant, Broots. Who I think has completely lost it." Parker rubs her eyes. "Wrong week to quit smoking, oh yes."

[dorky-broots.livejournal.com]

"Hey! I don't know you but you don't look happy, is everything all right? Anything I can do that might be helpful? Except, I'm not really good at being helpful. Miss Parker, well, everyone really, thinks I have no social skills."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"ARE YOU CRAZY?" Parker takes a deep breath. "Or are you just trying to drive me there? Because I'm telling you, it's only at the end of the carpark, at this point."

[dorky-broots.livejournal.com]

"Miss Parker! You quit smoking? That's awesome! And also really good for your health. How much have you smoked already? Because you know you could ruin your kindeys. Or is that your liver? What's the difference anyway?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"You don't! You're a geek! You're terminally spastic!"

[dorky-broots.livejournal.com]

Broots's face crumples as if Miss Parker hit him. "Y-you don't like me? I-I don't want to drive you crazy, really. And I'm not crazy. Nobody likes me!" Broots looks like he's about to burst out crying.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"LUNGS, you numbskull, oh for the love of--" Parker gives up on talking, grabs Broots by the shoulders, and shakes him. Not hard, but enough to shut him up.

"What is going *on* with you? Jesus!"

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Rory raises her eyebrows and manages to lift one corner of her mouth in a half-hearted smile.

"I wonder why people say that," she remarks dryly. "And no, nothing's all right, but I don't think that as interesting as you are, you can really help. Thank you, though."

[dorky-broots.livejournal.com]

Broots's lower lip begins to tremble.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker lets go of him, wide-eyed. "What? What the... stop that! Stop crying, damnit!"

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Parker, can I have your cigarettes?" Rory interjects thoughtfully.

[dorky-broots.livejournal.com]

Broots hiccups. Loudly. And stutters out something incomprehensible.