Third Floor Common Room, Sunday Morning

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

Dawn was wearing the same jeans and sweater she'd been wearing yesterday, not wanting to head back to her room and too tall to borrow Molly's. She was also freezing, which had led to her mixing up a very large pot of oatmeal. The fixings were in the cupboard if anyone wanted them, but she wasn't setting them out.

Instead, she was sitting with her bowl of healthy goodness (once you ignored the raisins and brown sugar she'd added to her own) and a very, very large mug of hot cocoa with mini marshmallows. She read through a large pile of books and scrolls she'd brought with her and that Giles had sent since May (not all of which were in English), trying to find anything that explained what was going on.

She made occasional notes on a pad as she worked.

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[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Of the two questions Chad had in his head to ask, he figured 'Wake up with any more random guys?' probably wasn't the best one.


"...Adjusting okay?" he asked. Wasn't Ted, wasn't Ted, wasn't Ted. And he couldn't be sure if Ted would come back, so he might as well make the best of the situation. Was a lot more effective then dwelling on it and getting upset.

Dios, why did it have to happen now?

[notthehulk.livejournal.com]

"There's a pig inspandex and apperently a guy trying to chew his own arm off," Justin said, looking away from Chad. "I keep wondering if this is some some weird dream after getting slipped some bad drugs at the club."

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Chad quirked an eyebrow at that. He hoped, in Justin's lists of experiences thus far, he wasn't being placed right up there with the pig in spandex. "Yeah. This place is a little...messed up sometimes. Ya get used to it after a while..."

Not that he wanted Justin to get used to it. He didn't want Justin around long enough to get used to it.

[notthehulk.livejournal.com]

"I hope not," Justin said. "No offense, but I don't think I'd want to stay here."

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

No offense, Chad responded in his head, but I don't think I'd want you to stay, either...

But he only said, "Yeah, I can get that."