Sunday Afternoon, Dorms

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

After a day and a half of packing, Sam was ready to move downstairs into her new room. She looked around at the boxes, for once thankful that all she had were her textbooks, her clothes, and the gifts she'd gotten since she got here. It shouldn't take her more than an hour or two to carry everything down to Room 231.

She picked up the first milk crate full of books and carried it downstairs, a bag of her clothes perched precariously on top.

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[janet_fraiser]

Need a hand?" asked Janet. "I hadn't realized you were moving this weekend or I'd have offered to help sooner."

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"Janet, hi!" Sam leaned the crate against the door to 231 while she fumbled for the key card in her pocket. Once the door was open, she placed the crate on the floor and put the bag of clothes next to it. "Any help would be great, thanks. There's not as much as I thought there'd be, though."

She closed the door behind her, but didn't lock it. "If nothing else, going up and down the stairs a couple of times should help work off all of that pie."

[janet_fraiser]

"And there's way too much pie that I need to work off," agreed Janet, laughing. "So, what's in the next load of stuff?"

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"It was really good pie," Sam grinned. "Well worth the time and effort you put into hiding them from Jack and John."

"The next load?" She thought as they climbed the stairs. "Um...More books, some clothes...don't tell Parker they're what's in the garbage bags or she'll never speak to me again."

"At least we're not cleaning out my other house, or the old office, right? All the mechanical and er...other stuff here is already in the shop classroom."

[janet_fraiser]

"Well, it wasn't the hiding that took much work. It was the convincing Professor Pierson to let me have the keys to his apartment." Janet snickered. "I had to agree to collect his mail for him in exchange."

"What, tell her and have to listen to her bitch about it?" Janet snorted. "Hardly. And you're never moving out of your other house. Or your old office. There's too much stuff there."

Janet raised an eyebrow. "Other stuff?"

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"Professor Pierson's apartment?" She grinned as they got to the door of her old room. "Did you snoop?"

"Well, hopefully, someone is going to move in Colorado, if that wedding's really happening...and I like Jack's house better, plus his neighbors don't look at him suspiciously every time he leaves the house. Stupid Orlin." She pushed the door open. Two milk crates of books, three cardboard boxes, and three garbage bags were on the floor. "This is it. A little pathetic, huh?"

"Other stuff. Like, y'know, stuff that might be generators or used for weapons type stuff is either locked up or in Colorado."

[janet_fraiser]

"Do I look like the kind of person who would snoop?" asked Janet innocently.

"I was figuring that someone might not want to deal with moving. Then again, there is the whole Orlin issue. But it's been ages since he was around!" said Janet. She picked up a milk crate, piled it on top of the second crate, and lifted them up. "I prefer to think of it as less 'pathetic' and more 'pared down to the essentials.'"

"Ah, that sort of 'other stuff.'" Janet grinned. "You have some of that other stuff here?"

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Sam eyed her friend, eyebrows raised. "Well, you did last time I saw you..."

"Oh, I know there's at least one person involved in that scenario who doesn't want to move," She grinned at Janet as she bent to pick up one of the bags, swinging it over her shoulder and hitting herself in the head. "Oof." She picked up two more, trying to make this move in as few trips as possible. "Ready?"

"No, I don't," she pouted, then brightened. "Although maybe McKay and Jonas do."

[janet_fraiser]

"Oh, I snooped. He just didn't have anything interesting around to make it worth it." Janet sighed. "How is it that he's so boring?"

"Very graceful, Sam," laughed Janet. "Very dignified. You sure you're not going to overbalance with that and fall down the two flights of stairs?"

"And if they do, I fear for the future of Fandom Town," said Janet. "You've got projects in mind, don't you?"

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"I have no idea how he's so boring," Sam replied, staggering down the hall and towards the stairs. "Except for that whole boring librarian stereotype, of course. That might explain things. Maybe it's something he learned in librarian school?"

"No, I'm good," she grunted, hefting one of the bags higher on her right shoulder. "If I didn't have one, I'd fall over for being out of balance, but I'm okay like this. I think."

"Me? Projects?" Sam blinked innocently. "I have no idea what you're talking about."

[janet_fraiser]

"Boring 101?" asks Janet. "I suppose. Except he's dating both the Quantum Physics teacher and the Speech teacher, so I didn't think he'd be that boring."

Janet backed out of the room, and held the door open for Sam. "As long as you're fine with it," she said dubiously.

"Hah!" exclaimed Janet. "You always have projects."

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

Kawalsky could be heard blowing his nose as he came along the hallway. He sniffled and looked a lot better than he had been the past few days. "Hey," he said, sounding more like himself and less like Principal Connor. "Got any heavy lifting?"

[janet_fraiser]

"How are you feeling?" asked Janet. She thought about running back to the room really quickly and getting a thermometer to check his temperature.

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

"Better than yesterday." He sniffled again. "Still got a runny nose, but I can swallow and, y'know, get out of bed."

[janet_fraiser]

"Both of those are very important things." Janet tried to remember what Sam has left in her old room. She didn't think was very heavy. "Just don't overdo it, okay?"

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

He flipped her a casual salute. "Yes ma'am."

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Sam smiled at him. "If Janet says you're okay to lift, I've got a couple of boxes inside that I could use your help with."

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, I'll be fine," he grinned. "Lil' thing like a cold can't keep me down. Just point me where and I'll do the grunt work."

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"Follow me, then." Sam motioned him towards the stairs and began climbing them. "Janet and I have most of it downstairs already, but someone who used to be burlier and have gray hair sent me a huge box of stuff that needs to make it downstairs. Plus there's some general boxes that have books in them. But I think that's it."

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

Charlie followed Sam up the stairs. "Okay. Who you moving in with?"

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

She turned around and flashed him a grin. "Nobody."

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

"You got a single room?"

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"Yep. Professor Eppes wrote me a note. I need whiteboards for my independent study, so I can work the equations properly."

"The extra privacy is just an side benefit."

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

"Niiiice. So.. does this mean I can come hide in your room sometimes?" He grinned again. "I'll bring popcorn."

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"Oh, yeah. Privacy is definitely at a premium around here."

"Yeah, sure," she shrugged, as they got to the door of her room. "I don't know how all you guys haven't killed each other yet, anyway. And popcorn's always welcome."