Third Floor Common Room, Friday Evening

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Equipped with chocolate and gumballs (not for throwing tonight, thankyouverymuch), Anders and Cally intrepidly venture into the heretofore uncharted territory known as the Third Floor Common Room, in search of a change of scenery and a chance of avoiding Kara and Lee and a nice relaxing night, hopefully with some new people. This being Fandom High, of course, there's no telling exactly what could happen, especially on Parents' Weekend . . .

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[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

*plops down on the couch, and props up her feet*

Wow, it's... a lot like the one downstairs. *laugh*

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

*puts down the candy, sticks his hands in his pockets, and looks around*

Imagine that.

Wonder if the TV up here does that weird thing where it shuts itself off sometimes?

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

I guess we'll find out. *kicks off her shoes, just to make herself more comfortable*

Hey... can I snag one of the chocolate coins?

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

*grins, snags the TV remote, and flops down onto the couch with his head in Cally's lap*

Hey, you bought 'em. Of course you can.

*turns on the TV and starts flipping through channels* Wonder what's on tonight? There's no more baseball. *frowns*

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

*scratches the top of Anders' head*

Yeah, but they were a gift. They're yours, now. *leans over and rubs noses with Anders*

Well, I don't know. I read most of the time I'm not doing anything else, so I've not really seen what Earth has to offer, in terms of TV.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

*grins* You haven't been reading much lately, though. And I haven't watched much except baseball, and that's over. *makes a thoughtful face* And there was that Degrassi show last night, which was weird. Other than that, though, I dunno. We could find out.

And hey, far as I'm concerned they're our chocolates. 'cause I share with you. *grins again and nuzzles Cally's stomach*

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

*giggles, and scritches behind Anders' ears*

What's yours is mine, and what's mine is yours. Got it. *reaches over and grabs one of the chocolate coins, unwraps it, and sticks it in her teeth, leaving half of it jutting out of her mouth*

*she smiles a bit as she lowers her head and looks down at Anders', the coin still in her mouth*

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

[OOC: And I'm clocking out and heading for home -- Cally has NPC rights until I get there.]

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

No, no, no. Gumballs aren't for throwing. Raisinettes are for throwing!

[g]

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

*tosses a gumball at Shep*

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

*catches it in his mouth*

Wait... I thought we said gumballs weren't for throwing.

[Shep's having the kind of day where he's pretty easy to confuse]

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Nice catch, man. Not that I consider that throwing so much as tossing. If you're pinging me in the head with 'em, that's throwing.

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

Okay, got it. (And that was so Parker's fault)

Anyway... what's going on?

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Not much, not much. Just relaxing, away from the insanity that will be Parents' Weekend. Luckily we don't have to deal with it.

How's the ankle?

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

Getting better, thanks. I go to the clinic this weekend to get cleared off the crutches.

[doesn't talk about parent's weekend, because he's got the rep for being the one non-emo of the group, and this could very easily ruin it.]

You two blow yourselves up in shop yesterday?

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

*waves at Shep, Anders' head resting in her lap on the couch*

Hey Shep, what's up?

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

This weekend? My emo-quotient.

You two look cozy.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Man, everybody's emo-quotient is up this weekend. *pokes at his cut lip* Don't know if it's all the parentals pouring in or something weirder, but everybody's got raw nerves going on here.

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

What happened to your face?

And in my case, it's the lack of parentals that's got me all wound up. Everyone seems... you know... claimed by someone.

Anyway, no one wants to hear me whine all weekend.

Cally pop you one?

After Shep leaves . . .

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

*looks up at Cally, scowling a little bit*

Am I really that clueless about things?

Re: After Shep leaves . . .

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

Hey, I barely followed half of what he said. You are so not clueless. *scritches the top of Anders' head*

Re: After Shep leaves . . .

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

*scowls some more* I keep getting the feeling he's talking to me like I'm way behind the curve or something. Not about the culture stuff. About the, y'know.

*swallows*

The sex stuff.

Re: After Shep leaves . . .

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

*scowls as well* Yeah, well, Shep's... Shep. Dumb.

*shrugs* Meh. We should just have sex right now to prove him wrong. *looks down at Anders, smirking*

Re: After Shep leaves . . .

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

*Normally Anders would turn very red and start squeaking here. However, he just gets very quiet and looks up at Cally instead, not sure how much she's teasing and how much she might be serious.*

*reaches up and touches the side of Cally's face*

Just to prove him wrong?

Re: After Shep leaves . . .

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

*swallows, and reaches down and starts playing with Anders' hair*

Well, not cause of that. That'd be a really dumb reason to do... that. There's loads of better reasons...