ext_185890 ([identity profile] cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2006-03-27 08:44 am
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Gym, Monday morning

After having possibly permanently clogged up his major arteries at the teal deer awarness brunch, Pip woke up early to get some actual exercise in.

Currently, he's pounding the bag and thinking that the bacon was worth it.

[[Who wouldn't want to start the week off sweating? Gym's open.]]
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[identity profile] cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com 2006-03-27 05:09 pm (UTC)(link)
"//Good to hear somebody I know is,//" Pip muttered in French. "You won't screw up, man," he said in English. "Keep that sort of mixture of zen calm and bouncy hyperactivity that you have." He hit the bag again. "So, make any plans for a post party celebration? Something more private maybe?"

[identity profile] lovechildblair.livejournal.com 2006-03-27 05:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Blair caught a little bit of the French, but it was too quiet for him to make out the rest. "Thanks, Pip. I needed to hear that. So I have a sort of zen hyperactivity thing, huh?" He bounced and grinned happily.

"I think I'll probably invite her out for dinner later this week or something."

[identity profile] cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com 2006-03-27 05:16 pm (UTC)(link)
"Eeeexcellent." Another punch. "Which reminds me, I need to pick up my present for her later."

[identity profile] lovechildblair.livejournal.com 2006-03-27 05:21 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, you do! Seriously, man, she's really looking forward to her birthday and I think presents are a big part of that and you really should remember to pick something up and maybe you should leave now." Blair took a deep breath and stared at Pip worriedly.

"Whoa. I think I need to work out a lot of nervous energy."
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