Fifth Floor Common Room, Friday Evening

[rocketbitch.livejournal.com]

It was shirtless Friday. James vaguely remembered that much from his educational conversation from somewhere in the coolest place in the universe.

Also, there had been nametags and sharpies slipped under his door last night, so James was certain to make use of both.

He was quite comfortable on the couch, watching a documentary on the television about Millie, the giant idolatrous cow monument, and intently soaking up all of the information that he could about the third coolest place in the universe.

Clad, of course, only in his pants, gloves, boots, and nametag.

{Just chillin' on a Friday night. Open for all of your nefarious fifth floor common room needs. Uh. If there is such a thing.}

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[rocketbitch.livejournal.com]

James allows the 'pokemonkey' to collect the peanuts without incident this time, keeping a careful eye on Mr. Neilson in turn.

There may have been beads of nervous sweat settling on his brow.

"I should be going now. Important things to be done, and all. Uh... Enjoy the peanuts."

With a nervous chuckle, he crept his way along the wall toward the door.

Next time, he would be sure to bring the proper equipment necessary for capturing such a dangerous creature.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Eep eep."

//Thanks for the peanuts.//

Silly human.