2nd Floor Common Room - Evening

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty is sitting in the lunge reading the instructions to his ouija board and scoffing. "Yeah right. Like that's supposed to work."

As Marty fiddles with the ouija board set up, the TV is currently showing the musical episode of Wendy the Werewolf Stalker.

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[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"That friend right there who doesn't have any singing lines unless necessary?" Peter teased. "The one with the red hair, not entirely unlike yours?"

[swerval_zero]

"Shhh, there is no friend. Hush, you." Zero fingered a lock of hair thoughtfully. Maybe she should change it?

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

Peter thought it was adorable the way she played with her hair. He chose not to say that out loud at the moment. "Sure there is. And she gets a great, meta, poorly sung line later on. I refuse to deny her existance because that would take that line away."

[swerval_zero]

"But she can't sing," Zero protested, aware that by doing so she was acknowledging said friend's existence.

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"And that's why they only gave her two singing lines. It keeps everyone's suffering to a minimum."