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sensitivejim.livejournal.com) wrote in
fandomhighdorms2006-12-13 08:04 pm
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4th floor common room, Thursday afternoon
Lana wasn't back yet.
Twitch.
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Jim was trying to distract himself with hockey, even if the Philadelphia Flyers at the Pittsburgh Penguins was a little more alliteration than he usually liked with his winter sports.
[[I don't have an exam tomorrow! Distract me!]]
Twitch.
Twitch.
Jim was trying to distract himself with hockey, even if the Philadelphia Flyers at the Pittsburgh Penguins was a little more alliteration than he usually liked with his winter sports.
[[I don't have an exam tomorrow! Distract me!]]

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"Yeah, I hate when that happens," he deadpanned.
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Or, y'know, Batman."So, who's playing, and who's winning?"
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and because the game isn't actually on yetno score yet." He sighed and stretched out, nodding in the vague direction of a chair.no subject
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"Not because of the hocky game is it."
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"How's Lana?" he asked, changing the subject. Dumb ass.
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"And they gave me really good drugs," she added as an afterthought.
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