http://kitty--fetish.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] kitty--fetish.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2006-02-22 05:47 pm

3rd Floor Common Room; After Classes

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.

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2006-02-23 02:04 am (UTC)(link)
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."

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2006-02-23 02:15 am (UTC)(link)
"Might have to do that then," replied Anders, pulling out his Palm Pilot and putting in a reminder to bake cupcakes on Saturday, plus putting cupcake makings on his shopping list. "And hey, you never know. I mean, my girlfriend has a talent for destroying toasters just by touching 'em."

He shook the Palm Pilot and cupped his hand under it before pushing the glowing blue button. "Jujubes?" he offered as the candies dropped into his palm.

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2006-02-23 02:36 am (UTC)(link)
"Um. They're sorta . . . kinda hard at first, but they get chewy after you work on 'em a little bit, I guess? A little weird if you're not used to them." Anders rolled them around in his hand and picked out a green one for himself, then sighed. "This place has been hell for my healthy diet, I swear."

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2006-02-23 02:48 am (UTC)(link)
"Yep." Anders eyed his Palm Pilot for about the hundredth time, still wondering where in hell the jujubes came from. "So anyway, how've you been, man?"

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2006-02-23 03:10 am (UTC)(link)
"It does," Anders agreed. "There's always something weird happening around here. I just happen to be lucky enough to miss out on it, most of the time. 'course, there was that whole random singing thing, and that was freaky."

He kicked his feet over the armrest of the chair thoughtfully for a moment. "That's right, you haven't met Cally yet. Huh. We'll have to fix that sometime. Maybe this weekend, when I do my big cupcake-making experiment."