2nd Floor Common Room - Evening

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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[identity profile] peter--parker.livejournal.com 2006-10-03 02:55 am (UTC)(link)
"But it's the nicest flat hat I've seen all day," Peter said.
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[personal profile] forgottenpants 2006-10-03 02:57 am (UTC)(link)
"I did prefer it when it was three dimension-like," Pete poked at it more, attempting to get it back into shape. "But I suppose if I have to get by with my hat being flattened, I will make do."

[identity profile] peter--parker.livejournal.com 2006-10-03 03:03 am (UTC)(link)
"How did it get... two-dimension-like?" Peter asked, amused.
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[personal profile] forgottenpants 2006-10-03 03:09 am (UTC)(link)
"Incident with the weapons cabinet."

[identity profile] peter--parker.livejournal.com 2006-10-03 03:11 am (UTC)(link)
Peter stared for a moment. "I really don't want to know, do I?"
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[personal profile] forgottenpants 2006-10-03 03:12 am (UTC)(link)
"Most likely not."

[identity profile] peter--parker.livejournal.com 2006-10-03 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
"Then I promise not to ask," Peter said.
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[personal profile] forgottenpants 2006-10-03 03:37 am (UTC)(link)
"A wise decision."