Second Floor Common Room [Come one, come all.]

[2ls-in-oneill.livejournal.com]

After waiting in his room for Carter for over an hour Jack decides that he must've been blown off. Either that or that she's working on something and still thinks she has "two more minutes."

Either way Jack has decided to go watch some TV to take his mind off it all.

"Ooh hey, Jon Smith. Huh. That kinda looks like the librarian."

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[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Well, we've got a good paper, run by coffee addicts Chloe Sullivan, Alex Krycek and especially Jake Gavin. And you're supposed to have at least one activity, in order to stay here. You might sign up for that." Parker brightened. "Or, there's Investigator's Club."

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"I may have to think about joining the paper," Peter said as he thought about joining the paper. "What's Investigator's Club?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"I-Club's the one that investigates the gremlins, the Locker, and the other weirdness on the island. It's pretty big, and it just got going at the end of the semester. Professor Tick is one of the sponsors."

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"I think I'll pass on that, actually. It's not really my kind of thing," Peter said, knowing that it was indeed his kind of thing. Stupid normal life decree.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker shrugged. "Your call. There's lots of other stuff, anyway. What floor do they have you on?"

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"I'm on three," Peter said.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Ah. Pity. Second floor rules," Parker said, smirking a little. "But feel free to come down to our common room any time. The TV's always on and tuned to something." She stretched, then smirked again. "See you around, Petey-boy. I'm going to bed."