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nadiathesaint) wrote in
fandomhighdorms2006-08-14 10:51 am
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Fifth floor common room, Monday morning
Nadia was far, far too cheerful for a Monday morning. She was bouncing around the common room's kitchen, cooking up empanadas and breakfast burritos and singing along to something she obviously didn't know the words to. She had survived the weekend and handwavily won a bet against her boyfriend (though, being the good sport she was, none of the food she was cooking had pre-added peppers). Hence the good mood.
See? She totally didn't spend all her time dwelling and being "morbidly obsessed" with bad stuff!
[ooc: open, though there might be slow play for a bit as I work]
See? She totally didn't spend all her time dwelling and being "morbidly obsessed" with bad stuff!
[ooc: open, though there might be slow play for a bit as I work]

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"Good morning." Pippi said.
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"So, we got through a weekend without anything very upsetting happening... I think we can count that as some kind of victory."
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"So what's on Tap for today?"
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His kneecaps were a little bit sore from yo-yoing his knees while climbing the stairs by the time he'd reached the fifth floor, where the smell of food sidetracked him.
"Oooh. Something smells good in here."
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After a moment in which the hotsauce kicked in, he took another gulp of coffee. "Awake now. Yes."
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