3rd Floor Common Room; After Classes

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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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Alphonse waved his hand casually. "Nothing too terribly exciting. Classes, homework, the usual Fandom-does-something-completely-unexpected-at-you; the norm around here." He huffed a soft sigh. "I'm kind of hoping something happens around here soon. It's kind of wierd asking for something like that, but it does keep the place lively."

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"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."

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"Oh, that," Alphonse vaguely remembered that day. "Yeah, I was wondering why everyone was randomly bursting into song. Kinda wierded me out there."

He then nodded. "Sure thing! I could probably help out and make sure nothing does explode," he joked. "I think one common room explosion was enough."