3rd Floor Common Room [Friday Night]

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Still leery of the energy emanating from the 2nd Floor Common Room, Bridge decides to move up a floor. He's sprawled on a couch, reading a book he'd bought from the Book Fair, with several other books spread out on the couch around him.

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[fatalvoyage.livejournal.com]

"Bad vibes?" Tempe asked. Then, she nodded, figuring he'd elaborated about all he was going to. "Okay. Mi common room es su common room and all that." She yawned again.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Psychic," Bridge explains, waving a gloved hand. "There was... some weirdness in there, earlier today. So I decided to invade here," he grins. "Where the weirdness is... still there, but it's normal Fandom-level weirdness."

[fatalvoyage.livejournal.com]

Tempe nodded, because Bridge's explanation actually made sense. Kind of. Or maybe she was just tired, and when she's tired, the weirdest things start to make perfect sense.

"Cool. Mind if I sit in here and soak up the normal weirdness with you? Or would I just be in your way?" She's still a little bit apprehensive about randomly joining groups of people. She doesn't want to feel like she's intruding.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Dude, not at all! Though the player is going to bed in a few minutes because omg, work in five hours" Bridge grins. "The more people the better. I'm sort of a people-person, though not everyone is, and I understand that. But I like being around people, so if you wanna stay, absolutely!"

[fatalvoyage.livejournal.com]

"Thanks," Tempe said, settling in, head leaning on a pillow against the side of a couch because her mun also needs to go bed imminently, because she's so very tired.

Tempe was content to sit and listen to the quiet conversations going on around her, the weetiny kitties asleep in her lap.

Soon, she was sound asleep.

[OOC: Night!]