ext_100473 ([identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2006-02-20 12:14 pm
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The Gym, Late Monday Morning

Sleeping in was nice. Especially on such a cold morning. But as much as she'd like to spend the day as a couch potato watching the Olympics, she needs to get some exercise done. Bundled up in her sweats, iPod in hand, she headed to the Gym.

Once there, she stretched out a bit and then hit the trainer.



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[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2006-02-20 11:52 pm (UTC)(link)
"God, yes. The mariachi's were so damn sincere, and Constable Fraser so enthusiastic, but the *song* choices--" Parker stopped to laugh again at the memory. "Bad, bad idea. Still, he didn't get beat up for it. Maybe it *is* true love. Or something."

She cocked her head. "Does tonight work for you?"

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-02-21 12:47 am (UTC)(link)
"That's what I heard. I would love to see the pictures Peter took, but they were for his journalism class and Prof. Skeeter has the camera." She shrugged, "Maybe copies will turn up on day."

"And tonight would be perfect. What time?"

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2006-02-21 12:52 am (UTC)(link)
"Sixish? Early dinner, then show up there?" Parker grinned. "Maybe Peter made copies. God knows I would have."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-02-21 01:02 am (UTC)(link)
"Supposedly it was a magical camera. So I'm not sure if he would be able to. We can only hope."

"Six would be great," she smiled. "I'll meet you down there."
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