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fandomhighdorms2006-06-30 11:52 am
Fifth floor common room, Friday morning (starting at 11 am)
Nadia was up early, in her swim suit top and a pair of cut offs, sitting on the floor in front of the tv with her tubs of blue, white, and yellow paint.
Even if Argentina didn't win, the game was likely to be intense. She was really looking forward to it.
[ooc: appointment postponed, up for slowplay (or not so slow play) as I watch the game. go Argentina!]
Even if Argentina didn't win, the game was likely to be intense. She was really looking forward to it.
[ooc: appointment postponed, up for slowplay (or not so slow play) as I watch the game. go Argentina!]

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"Um, what's the deal with the paint?"
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She tried really hard to ignore the stretching.
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No throat-clearing going on either.
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"Hi," she smiled. "I don't think we've met. I'm Marie."
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He paused. "You okay? You seem sorta . . ." He gestured toward his face. "You're a little red there."
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"I... um... it's just a little warm in here," Marie stammered. She totally didn't turn around to see what Conner's reaction to Anders's words were except for the part where she kept sneaking glances over her shoulder at him, eyes wide.
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He rolled his head back over the top of the couch to look up at Anders at the next timeout. "Oh, hi. What are you doing up here?"
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"You too. Oh, hey! You're Willow's friend," she remembered.
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