Second floor common room, Sunday evening

[fates_jaye]

After work, Jaye turns the common room into Campaign and Anti-Campaign Headquarters.

There are several posters hanging on the walls. All over the walls.

On the table are two stacks of flyers. Lots of them. Many trees died for this cause. It's a theme with her this week. And really, it shouldn't be this hard to slander Marty. It just shouldn't.

Also, thanks to Jeff The God of Biscuits, there are cookies to buy your votes.


[Will be AFK for a few hours, but will be playing, and feel free to stop in, chat, and blah blah blah. It's a common room post, people. Go kill my inbox.]

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[fates_jaye]

"Principal Bristow told me to have a drug-free life, dammit," Jaye says, throwing the flyer back at him. "And hey, these are getting your guy into high school office!"

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"He is not my guy," John corrects. "Aeryn is my girl and you spelled her name wrong!"

[fates_jaye]

"Well, it's not exactly about her," Jaye says patiently.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"You're so nice," John says, tossing the paper back at her. "That charm's gonna take you far Jay with an 'E' that's silent."

[fates_jaye]

"Do you have a silent H in your John or are you lacking?"

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John glares at her. "Can I take one of these back to show Aeryn?"

[fates_jaye]

She hands one to him. "Have at it."

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"No wonder your boyfriend-less," John grumbles.