http://lovechildblair.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] lovechildblair.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2006-09-08 08:43 am
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4th Floor Common Room, Friday Morning

Blair had some time before his prophecy lab and decided to cook breakfast. Or cut up breakfast, since he decided to make fruit salad.

Well, that was what he was doing before he decided strawberries were good for juggling.

[ooc: so so bored this morning. open!]
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[identity profile] lovechildblair.livejournal.com 2006-09-09 03:18 am (UTC)(link)
"Cool!" Blair bounced forward and stuck out his hand. "I think we should shake on it."

"Unless you're more of a hugger."

[identity profile] sensitivejim.livejournal.com 2006-09-09 03:21 am (UTC)(link)
"Shaking hands is just fine," Jim said, doing so. Because the touchy-feely comes later.

[identity profile] lovechildblair.livejournal.com 2006-09-09 03:28 am (UTC)(link)
Blair smiled and shook hands. Like in the icon where you're copping a feel?

[identity profile] sensitivejim.livejournal.com 2006-09-09 03:31 am (UTC)(link)
It could be worse.

Jim just shook his head, turning back to his quest for orange juice. "So, got any advice for my big date?"

[identity profile] lovechildblair.livejournal.com 2006-09-09 03:50 am (UTC)(link)
Blair almost fell over laughing. "You really don't know a lot about me, man. I'm the last person you want to be asking dating advice from."

[identity profile] sensitivejim.livejournal.com 2006-09-09 03:53 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, but you're Lana's friend," Jim pointed out, locating the juice and pouring himself a glass.

[identity profile] lovechildblair.livejournal.com 2006-09-09 04:00 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah...still." Blair shook his head. "I'm like the anti-Midas when it comes to girls. Everything I touch turns to a river of molten crap."

[identity profile] sensitivejim.livejournal.com 2006-09-09 04:02 am (UTC)(link)
Jim laughed at him. "Aw, c'mon, chief, it can't be that bad."

[identity profile] lovechildblair.livejournal.com 2006-09-09 04:12 am (UTC)(link)
"No, man. It really couldn't." Blair ticked off the list on his fingers. "First date ever, the girl broke up with me before we even got to dessert. My first girlfriend dumped me for her best friend. The most action I've gotten was being drugged and stripped and dressed as a mime in another guys bed and the last girl I kissed was in an established relationship with another girl at the time."

"Those are just the highlights." Blair nodded. "Molten crap."

[identity profile] sensitivejim.livejournal.com 2006-09-09 04:24 am (UTC)(link)
"Whoa." Jim blinked. "My consolations to you." He grinned. "I, on the other hand, have never had these problems."

[identity profile] lovechildblair.livejournal.com 2006-09-09 04:25 am (UTC)(link)
"Please don't convince me of your player-ness, man. You're going out with my friend."

[identity profile] sensitivejim.livejournal.com 2006-09-09 04:29 am (UTC)(link)
"Which brings me back to my original point - Lana-specific advice." Jim blinked, as if remembering something. "Oh. If this goes well I have to call Evie and cancel . . ."

[identity profile] lovechildblair.livejournal.com 2006-09-09 04:33 am (UTC)(link)
"Dude. If you mess with my little sister and make her sad I will seriously...find someone who will hurt you." Blair felt like Jim needed a little reminding.

[identity profile] sensitivejim.livejournal.com 2006-09-09 04:36 am (UTC)(link)
"Evie? Your little sister? Man . . ." Jim rolled his eyes. "Hey, I just suggested ice cream. She dropped some shelves on my head, she was cute . . ."
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