3rd Floor Common Room; After Classes

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

Boooooored.

Up until Alphonse slumped back on the couch in the common room with a bag of chips found in one of the cabinets. He then flipped through the channels on the television, because apparently he didn't watch enough of it. He wasn't really sure what exactly was on, so he was just channel surfing every few moments or so. There was a textbook beside him in case he felt like being productive, but that obviously wasn't right now.

So, TV. Chips. Laziness. Just another Wednesday. Anyone was welcome to poke him.

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[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders had a fresh tray of cupcakes and the sudden desire to let the third floor have them today, so he headed up to the common room to leave them on the table with a note. Seeing as how the common room wasn't empty, though, he just left the cupcakes on the table and sprawled out over a chair, legs dangling over one armrest and his head over the other.

"Alphonse! Hey, dude. Have some cupcakes."

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

"Oh, Anders! Hi!" Alphonse grinned a bit at the sight of the cupcakes. "You seem to make a lot of these."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders chuckled. "I wish I could make 'em. I'd save myself a ton of money that way. Nah, this is just my little contribution to student morale. Apparently Jeff's gives frequent buyer discounts, though."

[suzotchka.livejournal.com]

"Mmm, cupcakes," Ivanova grinned, snagging one and waving at the other new arrival.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Hey," said Anders, waving. "Cupcakes are a universal language, I see. Lords, I suck, 'cause I can't place your name."

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

"Have you ever tried making some?" Alphonse grabbed at a cupcake and scooped a little of the icing off with his finger before he started to eat it. "I'm sure if I can make speghetti without it doing something wierd to someone, you could whip up a good batch yourself."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders snapped his fingers, pointing the index finger at Alphonse in an approving gesture. "You know, I think I might actually try to do that this weekend. Definitely not on my floor, though, 'cause there's frakkin' always people in the common room and I don't wanna have witnesses in case it gets humiliating. Or explodey." He scrunched up his face and pondered for a moment before adding, "Not that I've ever, you know, blown anything up yet while cooking? But I keep feeling like it's gonna happen soon."

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Anders," Callisto grinned and waved.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Hey Callisto!" Anders pointed at the cupcake tray. "You know the baked-goods drill. You're actually on your own floor!"

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

Callisto laughed and snagged a cupcake. "I know, shocking isn't it?"

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"I'm terrified," he intoned solemnly. "The world might, like, end now."

[suzotchka.livejournal.com]

Ivanova poked her head into the common room on her way towards her room. Seeing Alphonse, she decided to limp on in. She couldn't remember if she had told him about her trip yet, and mentally added him to her gift list.

"Hail and health," she muttered dryly, raising one hand in a salute.

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

Alphonse waved from his spot on the couch. "Feeling okay?"

[suzotchka.livejournal.com]

"Just peachy," she replied cheerfully, plopping down beside him and reaching for the chips with her good hand. "Have I told you yet?"

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

"Told me what?"

[suzotchka.livejournal.com]

"I'm going home tomorrow."

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"Hey," Callisto, now thankfully free of obscene scribbles, wandered into the Common Room with a copy of Midsummer Night's Dream under her arm. Flopping down on the nearest couch, she started reading.

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

"Hello," Alphonse gave a quick wave to the newcommer. "I think we've ran into eachother before at the beginning of the semester."

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, I think we did. Haven't really caught you around since then." Callisto nodded back. "I'm Callisto."

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

"Alphonse," he replied. He briefly pointed at the book she was holding, asking, "Is that for the upcoming play? I saw the posters earlier for it."

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"Yeah," Callisto grimaced and mentally cursed Jake. "Somehow or the other I managed to land a role in it."

[suzotchka.livejournal.com]

Ivanova waved to Callisto.

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"Ivanova," Callisto waved.

[suzotchka.livejournal.com]

"Callisto," Ivanova replied, nodding. "What's up? And would you like a cupcake?"

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"Not much, although I managed to get rid of my unwanted body art. How are things with you?" Callisto asked. "Already got one."