2nd Floor Common Room

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Marty has shed his typical suit for once and is wearing sweatpants and t-shirt that says "Don't F*@k with Mr. Zero"

He occupies his usual seat in the lounge and switches channels until he comes across an old epidsode of "The Amazing Adventures of Bitterwoman"

Normally she'd be Wonder Woman, but she's very bitter about how her costume chafes

[OOC: Come join the snark]

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[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Angel looked at her suspiciously. "Have you been eating the cafeteria food?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"No!" Parker moved back into glare mode, but it was half-hearted. "I may have, possibly, hypothetically, alcoholically indulged a little earlier. So my usual hostility level has been mellowed. Stop trying to harsh my buzz, Wings. Unless you want me to go get the ropes." Then she looked thoughtful. "Maybe I should go get them anyway."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Ah," Angel said, not fazed by alcohol usage. He sat back on the couch. "Nah. Not unless you want to chance that perfect happiness."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"And we return to 'things one of us didn't need to know, territory." Parker made a face. "I was thinking of our safety, but if it makes you happy? We have a serious Catch-22 on our hands."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Point." Angel thought about it. "You could wear an ugly outfit while you did it. Might balance things out."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker snorted. "Like that's ever gonna happen."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

[ooc: going to bed. night!]

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

_{[ooc: *laugh* night!]}