Hangover survivors' mecca

[fates_jaye]

It's 12:48 pm. Jaye is still in her pajamas. She may still have some bedhead going on. She is camped out on the sofa of the second floor common room with a blanket, a pillow, and a super size bottle of aspirin. And water. Lots of water. She also ordered out for pizza. And she hates everything on TV and wishes someone brought a movie. Because she's not going back upstairs.

Her head hurts. However, that shouldn't discourage anyone from stopping by and teasing (as she's too icky to care) or joining in the ughness (as you may have a better story).

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[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

"Oh...should you be using affectionate terms for Bridgey with Archie sitting right there?" Rory stage-whispered.

[fates_jaye]

"Bridge is your boyfriend, not mine!" Jaye cries.

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

"If I had a boyfriend, I would have kissed him last night at midnight," Rory pointed out. "But I don't, so I didn't. But...you kissed someone...."

[fates_jaye]

"I hate you, oh my God. I'm going to tell your mom!"

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

"That what? I said you and Archie are cute? She'd agree."

[fates_jaye]

"That you're mean!!"

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

"I only speak the truth," Rory said solemnly.

[fates_jaye]

"You don't know it's the truth. Therefore, you could be speading falsehoods and not even realize it, and therefore still be wrong! Ha!"

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Rory rolled her eyes.

"Speaking of the truth... (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomhighdorms/347639.html)"