Fifth Floor Common Room, Saturday Evening.

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

Cally led Nadia up, after fetching some aspirin and a couple cartons of ice cream, and deposited her on a couch with one of the cartons, a spoon, and the aspirin.

"Ta-da," she said. "Seriously, how could life get any better, huh? I mean, other than a foot massage. Which I guess if you really want you could convince me."

[ooc: Open to all! But this is an EMO FREE room. We will throw glitter and ice cream at you, if necessary. Possibly glitter covered ice cream. Or ice cream covered glitter.]

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[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

If she knew, Penolope would be crushed.

Or confused.

Maybe both.

"I'm just trying to better facilitate our getting to hit Walter." she said.

[nadiathesaint]

"He has to come back some time."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"And we could hit him then?"

Oooh! Maybe with a chair even!

[nadiathesaint]

"That's the plan."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Yay!"

[nadiathesaint]

"Or we could, you know, look for him."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"We could." she said. "Where should we start?"

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia waved her hand around the room. "The refrigerator," she said.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"The oven?"

[nadiathesaint]

"Why would Walter be in the oven?"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"To warm up after being in the refrigerator!" Pippi said. "Duh!"

[nadiathesaint]

"He's from England, though. So he likes the cold."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"If they love the cold so much, how come they spent so much time taking over places where it's warm?"