Fifth floor common room, Wednesday evening

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia had set herself up in the kitchen with a large pot full of a watered-down mix of black ink, dye, and latex paint, and lots and lots of newspaper.

She was currently attempting to get the stuffed, winged pink pony into the pot.

"No, no, it's lots of fun, I promise!"

"It doesn't look very nice or happy or friendly," the pony would reply.

"Just get in the pot!"

"Why don't we play Candyland instead?" asked the pony.

It wasn't going well.

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[nadiathesaint]

She hadn't gotten around to it.

The pony struck a pose. "How do I look?"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Monochromatic."

Like a whore.

"It's cool."

[nadiathesaint]

"Thanks! I think I like it."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"It suits you I think." Pippi said before turning to Nadia.

"Are you going to go to Dean's party tonight?"

[nadiathesaint]

"I hadn't been planning on it . . . I don't think I heard about it. Why?"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"I was thinking of just dropping of a gift for him and then going to the dance club."

[nadiathesaint]

"Sounds like it could be fun,"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I feel like dancing."

[nadiathesaint]

"Are you going to drag Pip along?"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"That was the idea. Ya."

[nadiathesaint]

"Cool."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Yay!"