2nd floor hallway, morning

Cameron might be bored. Probably. He's put up nine rolls of papertowels at one side of the hallway and is trying to bowl them over with a basketball he got from the gym. Weeee! Strike! Except, the ball kinda bounces around and it might be possible some people will get woken up like this. Oops.

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2006-02-11 07:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Anders shrugs and pulls the twenty dollars Quark had given him yesterday out of his wallet. "Drinks, maybe? Or at least help me hide stuff. I mean, I can't keep all this in my room."

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2006-02-11 08:02 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah. There's enough people here with secret alcohol sources anyway, I figure we'll somehow end up with enough of that." Anders punches Cameron lightly in the arm. "Okay, seriously, I need to get moving so I can get that breakfast for her before she wakes up. I'm gonna owe you one, dude."