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fandomhighdorms2006-07-16 10:55 am
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5th Floor Commonroom - Sunday Afternoon
Pippi is here making sandwiches. Have one, won't you?
Her laptop is playing music, because she can't sing herself.
This song kinda reminds her of somebody... Now who could that be?
Early in the morning risin' to the street
Light me up that cigarette and I strap shoes on my feet
Got to find a reason a reason things went wrong
Got to find a reason why my money's all gone
But I got a dalmatian and I can still get high
I can play the guitar like a mother fuckin riot
Life is too short so love the one you got cause you might get
runover or you might get shot
Never start no static
I just get it off my chest
Never had to battle with no bulletproof vest
Take a small example
A tip from me take all of your money and give it up to charity
Lovin's what I got
It's within my reach
And the sublime style's still straight from long beach
It all comes back to you you're gonna get what you deserve
Try and test that you're bound to get served
Love's what I got
Don't start a riot
You feel it when the dance gets hot
That's why I don't cry when my dog runs away
I don't get angry at the bills I have to pay
I don't get angry when my Mom smokes pot, hits
the bottle and goes back to the rock
Fuckin and fighting it's all the same
Livin' with Louie dog's the only way to stay sane
Let the lovin come back to me.
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Her laptop is playing music, because she can't sing herself.
This song kinda reminds her of somebody... Now who could that be?
Early in the morning risin' to the street
Light me up that cigarette and I strap shoes on my feet
Got to find a reason a reason things went wrong
Got to find a reason why my money's all gone
But I got a dalmatian and I can still get high
I can play the guitar like a mother fuckin riot
Life is too short so love the one you got cause you might get
runover or you might get shot
Never start no static
I just get it off my chest
Never had to battle with no bulletproof vest
Take a small example
A tip from me take all of your money and give it up to charity
Lovin's what I got
It's within my reach
And the sublime style's still straight from long beach
It all comes back to you you're gonna get what you deserve
Try and test that you're bound to get served
Love's what I got
Don't start a riot
You feel it when the dance gets hot
That's why I don't cry when my dog runs away
I don't get angry at the bills I have to pay
I don't get angry when my Mom smokes pot, hits
the bottle and goes back to the rock
Fuckin and fighting it's all the same
Livin' with Louie dog's the only way to stay sane
Let the lovin come back to me.
[[ooc: open]]

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She peered at the huddled lump.
Possibly touched the cold bottle to what could be the back of somebody's neck.
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The muffled grunt that would have come with it, didn't.
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She stretched a little and noted that whatever Tommy had sprayed on her hands had worn off. They'd begun to throb in earnest.
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With a smile and a wink, she pressed both hands together and rested her heand on them in the international symbol for sleep.
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SAW NOTHING
THEY DON'T LIKE CROWDS
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NO CHOICE
EXPELLED IF DON'T STAY
She handed him one of the notices (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomhighdorms/711745.html) that had been plastered all over the dorms.
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Then she put her hands together and rested her head on them in a sleeping gesture, closing her eyes with a smile. And then opened them and pointed at Seras with a questioning look on her face.
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