3rd Floor Common Room, Friday Evening

[chasingangela]

Having rummaged through every drawer in Angela's room to no avail, the gremlin-bitten girl went to what looked like some kind of living room. She climbed up on the counter and started poking through the cabinets; there had to be alcohol somewhere.

After all, this was, like, some fancy boarding school, right?

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[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

"Hey Angela." Alanna was more than a little distracted as she came into the common room.

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia was heading back upstairs after talking with Marty.

Her bouncy mood from doing yoga with Blair that morning had rather faded.

"Angela," she said, a bit shortly.

[chasingangela]

Angela?

Oh, right, she was Angela.

"Hey," she said to the redhead, and realized she had no idea who anyone except Marty was.

She'd bluff past it.

"Do you know where I could get a drink?"

[chasingangela]

"Hi," Rayanne said, a bit wary from the shortness. Did this girl not like her or something?

She kept it vague. "So how's it going?"

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Alanna was a little out of it. Okay, a lot. "Um...Caritas." She sat down on the couch and began absentmindedly scritching Faithful behind the ears.

[nadiathesaint]

"I just talked to Marty."

[chasingangela]

Sounded like some bar. She'd have to check it out, as the cabinets weren't yielding anything.

"Cute cat," she said.

[chasingangela]

Rayanne blinked, still not sure what was up. "Great. I talk to him all the time."

"Did he say something bad?"

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Alanna blinked. "Um, thanks. How's Min?"

[nadiathesaint]

"He's in a pretty bad mood." Nadia carefully looked at Angela. "You don't care?"

[chasingangela]

"Min?" Rayanne said, not recognizing the name, then remembered the cat Angela had blabbed about once, who had gone exploring in the dresser the gremlin had come out of. "She's fine. Fat and happy."

[chasingangela]

"Of course I care," Rayanne laughed. "He's, like, my boyfriend and everything. I have to care."

[nadiathesaint]

"Ah. Right. Only . . . you don't seem to."

[chasingangela]

It was clear that this girl was talking about something that Rayanne had no knowledge of, and she wasn't THAT good of an actress.

And there was still no booze. Anywhere.

Being Angela sucked.

"You don't know what you're talking about," she bluffed.

[nadiathesaint]

"Are you high or something?" Nadia scowled. "Hit up Tino for something last night?"

[chasingangela]

"Tino's here?" Rayanne got out before she thought. "I mean, no. Angela Chase totally does not get high."

[nadiathesaint]

"That's why you asked about the ritual, isn't it! You want to break up with Marty and get brownies or. . ." That didn't actually make much sense, but Nadia decided to roll with it. "And I thought you were nice!"

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

"And are you okay?" Alanna's eyebrow rose a little. Faithful glanced at Angela and snorted to himself.

[chasingangela]

Yeah, this girl made no sense. Okay, whatever.

"I am nice," Rayanne insisted. "I am totally and completely nice." She retied one of her boots. "Marty's just mad and I can't talk about it right now, okay?"

That was even literally true. Well, except the Marty being mad part. She'd need to find out about that one.

[chasingangela]

"Peachy," Rayanne said positively. "Why wouldn't I be?"

[x5-alec.livejournal.com]

So Alec was in his own common room for a change, because you sometimes do that here. "Hey Angela," he greeted. "Looking for something?"

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Alanna shrugged. "You just seem ... off. Stress of saying good-bye?"

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Alanna blinked. "I quit. Which one are you?"

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Alanna waved at Nadia. So did Faithful.

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

Since he'd been popping up in common rooms a lot lately, why not another one? So Alphonse arrived in the common room and gave a slight wave to everyone. "Hey all."