http://lovechildblair.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] lovechildblair.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2006-05-17 05:56 pm

4th Floor Common Room - Wednesday Night - Slumber Party

Blair took a seat on the floor of the common room and looked around. The snacks were set up over by the kitchen, with a separate table just for making s'mores. There was a stack of movies next to the TV and a pile of Cosmo, Seventeen and Elle magazines on one of the coffee tables.

All he needed now was people to observe come party.

[ooc: ocd threads coming are up!]

Re: Arrive/Mingle

[identity profile] strongestgirl.livejournal.com 2006-05-18 05:26 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm sitting." Pippi offered.

"Sitting is fun... Really... You should try it."

Re: Arrive/Mingle

[identity profile] walter-n-wires.livejournal.com 2006-05-18 05:30 am (UTC)(link)
She was just hovering. And making excuses. If he weren't here, she would probably be happier. "I can go back to my room and you can sit down?"

His own bed. That didn't sound so terrible.
nadiathesaint: (Default)

Re: Arrive/Mingle

[personal profile] nadiathesaint 2006-05-18 05:32 am (UTC)(link)
That was not playing fair. "You don't have to leave." Nadia slowly pushed herself away from the door frame. "I'm just a little tired."

Re: Arrive/Mingle

[identity profile] strongestgirl.livejournal.com 2006-05-18 05:33 am (UTC)(link)
"..."

Nobody was ever going to get better at this rate.

Re: Arrive/Mingle

[identity profile] walter-n-wires.livejournal.com 2006-05-18 05:41 am (UTC)(link)
"I think we all are." But there they all were anyway and be damned if he was going to emo all over the place. "But who can resist a party with s'mores?"
nadiathesaint: (cheerful)

Re: Arrive/Mingle

[personal profile] nadiathesaint 2006-05-18 05:43 am (UTC)(link)
"And hairbraiding."

Re: Arrive/Mingle

[identity profile] walter-n-wires.livejournal.com 2006-05-18 05:48 am (UTC)(link)
"I don't know how to do that. Someone would have to teach me." And he liked his hair shaggy and in his face, thank you.
nadiathesaint: (cheerful)

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[personal profile] nadiathesaint 2006-05-18 05:51 am (UTC)(link)
Nadia would have to say she prefered it that way, too. "If you're a butler, you should have to know how to braid hair."

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[identity profile] walter-n-wires.livejournal.com 2006-05-18 06:05 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm supposed to know a bit of everything."
nadiathesaint: (cheerful)

Re: Arrive/Mingle

[personal profile] nadiathesaint 2006-05-18 06:06 am (UTC)(link)
"Exactly."

[ooc: No, really, I am going to bed. I swear!]

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[identity profile] walter-n-wires.livejournal.com 2006-05-18 06:08 am (UTC)(link)
"Are you going to teach me?" It could be an excuse, but maybe not.

nadiathesaint: (Default)

Re: Arrive/Mingle

[personal profile] nadiathesaint 2006-05-18 06:08 am (UTC)(link)
Nadia tried to make it casual: "If you want,"

[ooc: last cigarette finished. and away I go!]

Re: Arrive/Mingle

[identity profile] walter-n-wires.livejournal.com 2006-05-18 08:13 am (UTC)(link)
"I'd like that." Not that he wasn't silently wondering if he was being selfish.
nadiathesaint: (Default)

Re: Arrive/Mingle

[personal profile] nadiathesaint 2006-05-18 12:38 pm (UTC)(link)
She nodded. "Okay." Then she glanced around the rooom. "Not tonight, though, okay?" Teaching took energy, which she didn't have a whole lot of just then.

Re: Arrive/Mingle

[identity profile] walter-n-wires.livejournal.com 2006-05-18 02:52 pm (UTC)(link)
"Okay. I'm pretty tired tonight, anyway." And right about then, a green haze (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomhighdorms/586621.html?thread=33658237#t33658237) appeared around Pippi and she started to fall over (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomhighdorms/586621.html?thread=33668733#t33668733), doing one of the few things possible to distract Walter from pigheadedly trying to make things better with Nadia.
nadiathesaint: (Default)

Re: Arrive/Mingle

[personal profile] nadiathesaint 2006-05-18 03:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Nadia watched the process with her mouth open, but soon realized that her friends were being helped, not hurt, and stayed out of the way. Then Blair came over with a promise of magic fingers, and distracted her further.

Who knew? Maybe, just maybe, everything would be okay.