Fifth floor common room, Tuesday evening

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia flopped herself over diagonally on the couch, one foot resting on the back, the other draped over its arm. She switched on the television to a rerun of AKA (the obligatory musical episode, it seemed, and wasn't Perth Tristow's dad just the creepiest thing ever, singing and dancing and wearing rainbow colors like--oh, wait, no, that's not AKA. That's the musical the actor was in in the seventies. . . ).

[ooc: Open!]