Second floor common room, Thursday night

[fates_jaye]

Jaye is standing in the common room. Just standing at the moment.

Occasionally she'll do something like jump in place or attempt to juggle to see if that makes her stick to the ceiling. So far, no luck.

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"I support you in your bug-like lifestyle," Angel said.

[fates_jaye]

"Not a lifestyle!" she flails.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"...hobby?"

[fates_jaye]

"Affliction," she decides.

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"Ohhhh," Angel said, getting it. "Like leprosy."

[fates_jaye]

Jaye throws a pillow at him.

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"What? I'm trying to be understanding!" Angel pouted.

[fates_jaye]

"I'm not a leper! I just... stick to... stuff."

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"I didn't say you were a leper!" Angel said. "I said you were like a leaper. That's totally different."

[fates_jaye]

"You also said I was like a bug!"

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"Bugs stick to walls!"

[fates_jaye]

Jaye flails.

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"Look, you're the one with the freaky new afflic-hobby," Angel said. "I'm just trying to be understanding."

[fates_jaye]

"You called me a bug and a leper!"

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Not in a bad way!"

[fates_jaye]

She stares at him.

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Angel looked back, baffled.