Early afternoon, Friday, 1st floor lobby

[soldtoarmenians]

Well, it's sort of Xander's common room now. In the way that it belongs to everybody, and most of his associations with it involve certain red-clad authority figures more than other students, and there's no kitchen. But anyway.

There's a kitchen in 121. He made brownies. Yes, from a box. They're on the table by the tv.

Which is playing a classic black&white First Mister episode of Mr. What, because it's a little late to try convincing anybody around here that he's not a geek.

With a purple frog. Who's watching from his tank on a conveniently-placed end table. Actually Jeremiah probably has the better view.

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[once-a-king.livejournal.com]

"I think so. I didn't get her name, but she used the phrase to describe her world. Boring? I don't think so, no. I've not met anyone from this precise time yet so you're unique to me." Peter grinned even if his logic was less than airtight.

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

"Really?" Rory asked, raising a brow. "Yeah, I'm one of the uninteresting kids who's actually from 2006. My parents - or, well, my mom and stepdad - live in town, and we're all from Connecticut, and there's no magic or anything. Deeply, deeply boring."

[once-a-king.livejournal.com]

"Oh, you're that Rory!" Peter considered. "That's probably sounded bad. Just a few people have mentioned you over the past days. All relating to good things. I'm supposed to ask you about how you won a bet and got chocolate?"

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Rory raised a brow. "You've been talking to Parker. I predicted she'd kiss the guy she's dating now by spring break, and she did. So I won chocolate - by the skin of my teeth, incidentally, since it was the last day of spring break."

[once-a-king.livejournal.com]

"Yes, I have. She's claimed the throne of the Queen of Chocolate, you know. Says she treats her subjects well by bestowing it upon them."