Fourth Floor common room, Wednesday evening

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

Dean was ensconced in front of the tv, plenty of unhealthy snacks within easy reach. On the tv was something with a lot of car chases and explosions. Perfect for mindless viewing.


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[soldtoarmenians]

"People thought they were other people on Saturday," Xander said, making a face. "Some of us them sang."

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

"Bizarro, dude," remarked Conner. "That's almost like making up for the no-talking thing from the week before or something!"

[soldtoarmenians]

"Well, if I had to choose between creepy heart-slicing demons or musical theater, I guess I'd go with the second one," Xander admitted.

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

"I dunno," Conner said dubiously. "Depends on the musical theater, 'cause there's some early Andrew Lloyd Webber stuff that could make you wish you had your heart sliced out."

Oh God, did he just admit to knowing anything at all about musical theater?