http://conathon.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] conathon.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2006-06-08 05:26 pm
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third floor common room; after outdoorsmanship.

After Outdoorsmanship Sawyer made his way to the third floor common room, he wanted to see if Tempe was going to come by because he honestly missed her.

He was lounging on the couch with the remote in hand, flicking through the reality shows with a bored yawn.



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[identity profile] fatalvoyage.livejournal.com 2006-06-09 02:12 am (UTC)(link)
Tempe walked into the common room and flopped down on the couch. She groaned, holding her head.

There were remnants of cheesecake in her hair and on her ears.

[identity profile] conathon.livejournal.com 2006-06-09 02:16 am (UTC)(link)
Sawyer moved his feet before she could sit down on them, "Hey, sweetheart." He sits up and surveys the cheesecake in her hair, "Cake?" He smelled it, "Cheesecake?"

[identity profile] fatalvoyage.livejournal.com 2006-06-09 02:23 am (UTC)(link)
Tempe opened her eyes and looked at Sawyer. The look in her blue eyes could only be described as completely miserable.

"Hey," she said, voice wavering slightly. "Yeah, cheesecake. I might have fallen forward into it while eating lunch."

[identity profile] conathon.livejournal.com 2006-06-09 02:29 am (UTC)(link)
"What?" He said quizically, "Wait. What happened?" Arching a brow at her, flicking some of cheesecake out of her hair.

[identity profile] fatalvoyage.livejournal.com 2006-06-09 02:33 am (UTC)(link)
"Headache. Really big headache. Taking the effort to hold my head up while eating was just too much," Tempe said, closing her eyes as the throbbing in her head got worse. "So was moving the cheesecake out of the way first, apparently."

She watched him as he reached over to flick cheesecake out of her hair. "Oh great. How bad is it?"

[identity profile] conathon.livejournal.com 2006-06-09 02:35 am (UTC)(link)
Sawyer chuckled, "It's pretty bad." Spotting a huge chunk, he flicked that out with a grin.

[identity profile] fatalvoyage.livejournal.com 2006-06-09 02:38 am (UTC)(link)
Tempe giggled, despite herself and then groaned again from the sudden movement.

"Guess I'll be washing my hair again later," Tempe said, since she'd already had a shower once this morning.

Throb. Throb.

"Oh, that's it. Someone just kill me now."

[identity profile] conathon.livejournal.com 2006-06-09 02:40 am (UTC)(link)
"They better not. Come to my room?" He asked, he had medicine there she could take and a shower.

[identity profile] fatalvoyage.livejournal.com 2006-06-09 02:46 am (UTC)(link)
"Sure," Tempe said, allowing Sawyer to pull her up and lead her.

She leaned against him as they walked, closing her eyes and letting him lead.

[identity profile] conathon.livejournal.com 2006-06-09 02:52 am (UTC)(link)
Sawyer picked her up in one swift movement and carried her up to his room.
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