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fandomhighdorms2007-01-13 12:04 pm
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2nd Floor Common Room - Saturday Morning
D'anna crawled out of bed (funny, she didn't remember going to bed at all last night) and found that aside from a killer head-ache, she was starving and her fridge was empty. Great. She slipped on some house shoes, puttered out to the common room in her pajamas and began to rummage through the cupboards.
Once she found all that she was looking for, she began to cook breakfast complete with bacon, eggs, mushrooms, peppers, shredded cheddar, basically all the fixin's for omelets with a lovely full pot of coffee, plates filled with buttery toast, and a nice big basket of fresh fruit for the taking.
Once she found all that she was looking for, she began to cook breakfast complete with bacon, eggs, mushrooms, peppers, shredded cheddar, basically all the fixin's for omelets with a lovely full pot of coffee, plates filled with buttery toast, and a nice big basket of fresh fruit for the taking.

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[ooc: Crashy and have to run to bank. Back in 30-60. >:D< ]
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(ooc: Okidoki!)
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Ok, Mailable-Form Boy had way too many syllables this early in the morning.
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duhof my Gods. And I don't believe in them, much, really."no subject
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"Morning all."
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She took another fork full. "Point is, they have all the same names."
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Then she had a thought! "Plenty of people name their kids after Gods, right?"
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He sipped his coffee.
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Because head.desking into her coffee was a little weirder than D was willing to be this morning.
She sighed. "Alright, so, just because his name is Ares, it doesn't mean it's the same Ares."
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There might have been a threat of a glare lurking somewhere in the background.
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The comfy throw on the couch was not as lucky however, as D lifted it up over her head and used it to hide her face, and well, her entire head. "Guh. I thought this term would finally be normal, ya know?"
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