Fifth floor common room, Sunday night

[nadiathesaint]

The strangest thing had just happened. One moment, Nadia had been with Pippi in the stairwell headed back to her room and it had been sometime around noon, and the next, they'd walked into her room to discover it was actually late evening.

Weeeeeeeeeiiiiiiiiird.

So now, Nadia was chilling on the common room couch, pondering the mysteries of the universe and trying to figure out if she could improvise something for her shoulder, or if she'd have to go back to the clinic for a new brace.

[ooc: open]

Comments

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

*blink*blink* "Bigfoot?"

[nadiathesaint]

"He's a fan, apparently. He fixed our van."

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

That bigfoot exists? Not that big a fan. That he'd know how to fix a van, was. "Where would Bigfoot learn how to fix a van?"

[nadiathesaint]

"No idea. I didn't get a chance to ask."

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

"Hope no one thinks weirdness is exclusive to fandom." billy said.

[nadiathesaint]

"No, just more densely packed in."

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

Billy nodded. "So other than the van breaking down how'd it go? No jail this time?"

[nadiathesaint]

"Nope! No jail. Just a creepy little critter with claws ripping up our shirts."

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

"At the concert?"

[nadiathesaint]

"Nope. When the van broke down."

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

"Your shirts? Was it being pervy?"