3rd Floor Common Room, Tuesday evening

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

Peter was sitting behind a table stocked with J,GoB pastries, Perky coffee, and fliers detailing Virginia marriage laws. That should show Dean Tube...

A sign was set up in front of the table saying:

Student Council presents:
The Coffee Bar
Good luck with with your finals.

Peter sat back, drank some coffee, and worked on his Journalism article.

[OOC: Open for all of your coffee, pastry, studying, and flailing about marriage needs.]

Comments

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"Don't sound *too* happy about it. I'm quite the catch you know." Marty teased.

[chasingangela]

"Maybe," Angela said. "Though I'd still rather not explain getting married to my mom just yet."

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"You could let me handle it," Marty says jokingly. "We all know how your mom just *loves* me."

[chasingangela]

"I seriously think she's getting over it," Angela said. She might have been trying to make Marty feel better.

"So are you all done with school stuff, except the music paper?"

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty? Not buying the fact for a second that her Mom is beginning to like him.

The hearty laughter might show that.

"Music Paper? Um. Gee. We have a music Paper? I think I missed that."

[chasingangela]

"It's just a handwavey page or two on what we learned in class," Angela shrugged. "Not a big deal. Use the term "excellent" and you'll get an A."

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty sighed in relief. "I love professor Ted. Though I'm still upset we never got to do our sea shanty in class."