Second Floor Common Room, Tuesday Evening

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

After a good all-out run around the island and a shower, Anders set up camp in the second floor common room for the night. Several large boxes from Pizza Planet were stacked up on the end table next to a bowling-pin setup of soda bottles, and the TV was tuned to Gelmoore Gals, mostly as background noise.

As for Anders, he was curled up on the couch, absentmindedly munching on slices of pizza and trying not to get too much grease on the pages of Plato's Symposium as he read.

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[stykera]

"Pizza!"

Stark had been lured in to the common room by the smell of pizza wafting down the hall.

"And Anders!"

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders looked up from his book and waved a half-eaten slice of mushroom-and-ground-beef pizza. "Hey, Stark. Want some?"

[stykera]

Stark's expression clearly said 'I always want pizza. Doesn't everyone?' as he nodded to Anders.

"Yes. Unless you wanted to eat it all yourself. Which you can do. If you want."

[demonbelthazor]

Bel was taking the long way (walking) downstairs for a cigarette and thus passed through the second floor common room. He did not look to be in a pleasant mood.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"You okay, dude?" asked Anders, instinctively shrinking back into the couch a little bit at the look on Bel's face.

[demonbelthazor]

"Not so much," Bel grumbled, pausing.

[stykera]

Stark looked up at Bel, started to wave, and then thought better of it after looking at his face.

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

Billy noticed Bel's scowl, and nodded to him. He liked scowls quite frankly. You knew where you stood with a frown. A smile could hide anything.

[demonbelthazor]

Bel glared back.

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

Billy, in keeping with his promise to himself, visited a common room not 4th or 5th. "Evenin' all."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Billy. Pizza?" Anders gestured toward the stack of boxes and soda bottles with his book.

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

Billy looked, and nodded. "I think it is yeah. Thanks." He took a slice.

[stykera]

Stark waved a pizza-filled hand in Billy's direction.

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

Billy waved back. "Hey." Mask, little less creepy.

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty flops down on the couch. "Gelmoore girls. Awesome!"

[chasingangela]

"Awesome?," Angela asked, eyebrow raised. "Did I know you were a fan?"

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"Who isn't a fan?" Marty asked back. "It's a good show!"

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

"Hey."

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"Is for horses."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Blank. You're a fan, huh?" Anders couldn't help smirking just a bit.

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"Hey Anders," Marty replied. "Is there something wrong with a guy liking Gelmoore girls?"

[chasingangela]

Angela wandered in and took a cooling slice of pizza before collapsing on the couch. "This show's still on?"

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

"Hi."

[chasingangela]

"Hi," Angela said, nibbling on the pizza. "What's up?"

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Looks like. I wasn't really paying attention." Anders waved at Angela with his book. "Hey, Chase."