2nd Floor Common Room: evening

Rory was curled up on the couch with a small ball of fuzz in her lap and a turtle tank on couch beside her.

Vladdie would occasionally nod and give a small noise in his sleep as he slowly woke. And Rory, meanwhile, just flipped through the channels in boredom.

[open to all!]

[identity profile] x5-alec.livejournal.com 2006-05-16 11:53 pm (UTC)(link)
"If I had silk sheets, I'd really rather encourage the use of them," Alec said thoughtfully.

[identity profile] whitedeathpod.livejournal.com 2006-05-16 11:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"Fort?" John asks. Yeah, he's in a mood.

[identity profile] x5-alec.livejournal.com 2006-05-17 01:27 am (UTC)(link)
"On them, more than under," he said, wondering if Crichton was maybe a little impaired.

[identity profile] whitedeathpod.livejournal.com 2006-05-17 01:36 am (UTC)(link)
"Ah." John nods. "Maybe I'll stop by one day and see why this bed is so intimidating."

[identity profile] x5-alec.livejournal.com 2006-05-17 01:44 am (UTC)(link)
Alec blinked. Was he--? Well, not that he could blame the guy. "Sure, man, I'll give you the grand tour."

[identity profile] whitedeathpod.livejournal.com 2006-05-17 01:48 am (UTC)(link)
"Sweet. I've wanted to see if the beds in this joint look the same as mine," he says, probably rather stupidly.

[identity profile] x5-alec.livejournal.com 2006-05-17 02:02 am (UTC)(link)
Nodding, Alec sat back with a smirk. "Uh-huh. I'm in 311, if you're ever down that way."

[identity profile] whitedeathpod.livejournal.com 2006-05-17 02:06 am (UTC)(link)
"I'll make sure I am." John's really dumb sometimes.