2nd Floor Common Room [Friday Evening]

Bridge is bored. He's sort of absently flipping through channels, never staying on the same program for more than thirty seconds.

For the love of all that's shiny, come make him less bored!

[identity profile] whitedeathpod.livejournal.com 2006-02-11 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
"A boy!" John is so not telling who.

[identity profile] upforachase.livejournal.com 2006-02-11 03:07 am (UTC)(link)
"Who?! Tell me or...or...something."

[identity profile] whitedeathpod.livejournal.com 2006-02-11 03:09 am (UTC)(link)
"No!" John shakes his head. "My secret!"

[identity profile] upforachase.livejournal.com 2006-02-11 03:11 am (UTC)(link)
"I will find out!" Cordy said, and turned to Rory.
soldtoarmenians: (1-neutral)

[personal profile] soldtoarmenians 2006-02-11 03:16 am (UTC)(link)
Xander raised an eyebrow at him. "Like my custard secrets that you spread all over the school?"

[identity profile] whitedeathpod.livejournal.com 2006-02-11 03:20 am (UTC)(link)
"Haven't done that yet, Xander, my good man," John says. "But, oh, it is my turn at the mic on the radio tomorrow."
soldtoarmenians: (bring it on)

[personal profile] soldtoarmenians 2006-02-11 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
"I fear not your custard cream blackmail, Crichton," Xander replied. "Bring it on."