Third floor common room, Sunday evening

[captainliberty]

Janet has made her way allllll the way to the dorms, and alllll the way up the stairs after talking to Pam. It's very tiring on her wee little legs, and she crawls up onto the couch with her eight pounds of clothes and towel cape, and decides she's bored.

She spots the remote and her eyes light up, and she reaches to grab it. The problem is, she doesn't know how to work the remote, so she's yelling "WORK!" at it and pouting when that doesn't turn the TV on.

She might need help. Or advice that TV ruins the brain.


[Open, especially for the kiddies, or those who want to entertain said kiddies. La.]

Comments

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"She is!" Wade leaned forward as if to share a secret. "But she hits really hard."

[x5-alec.livejournal.com]

Alec smirked, leaning down a little as well. "Dude, that means she likes you."

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

Wade looked horrified. "But... but... SHE'S NOT MY GIRLFRIEND!"

[x5-alec.livejournal.com]

"So?" Alec frowned slightly. "Why's she gotta be your girlfriend to like you?"

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"Everyone keeps saying she is an' she isn't! She's just my friend an' just because she let me take a gun for free, doesn't mean anything!"