Sunday Evening - Fifth Floor Common Room

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Peter was sitting on the couch with a bowl of popcorn in front of him and a box of cookies from J. GOB.  He'd found some Coca-Cola (and still couldn't get over the fact it came in cans now) and was flipping through the channels on the TV.

Oooh, war movie.  That looked interesting.  The planes looked familiar too.  Peter sat forward in his seat as the title rolled.  Rescuing Corproral Smith?  Did they make movies about World War II now?


OOC: open for all of course but especially saltandammo

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[soldtoarmenians]

"...Buh?"

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

"I need to check these things!"

[soldtoarmenians]

"You need to check some list of completely revolting people to make sure I'd never sleep with them?" Xander asked incredulously. "Could we just save you some time and let me say no to all of the above right now?"

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

"You dated Cordelia!" Willow said, by way of proving her point.

[soldtoarmenians]

"Dated not sl-- and anyway not completely revolting, and anyway--" Xander stopped. And the headtilty that we lost long ago became slit-eyed peering.

"When exactly would that have been, Will? This time when I allegedly dated Cordelia?"

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

Willow fell back a bit. "Um. Before the gay thing?"

[soldtoarmenians]

Xander rolled his eyes but didn't correct her. "Before the smashing up the bones thing?"

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

Willow laughed, nervously. "That - that I just wrote about. To Buffy. So she'd know that she had to - "

Willow grabbed her textbook off of the couch, folded it close against her chest, and started to scoot out of the room. "I gotta go! I forgot - that thing. In my room. Bye!"

[soldtoarmenians]

"...Bye?" Xander stared after her, eyes still narrowed. "Also, the hell?" he added after she was out of sight.