Fifth floor common room, Tuesday evening

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia was sore, grumpy, and her hair smelled like monkey. She had no idea how she'd managed to get bruised while taking a nap in her room, but somehow, she'd done just that.

Which would be why she was camped out on the couch in the common room, some fluffy kids movie about computer generated animals playing on the TV, eating ice cream.

Normally, she would say it was too cold for ice cream. But see above notes about her soreness, grumpiness, and monkey-smellingness.

[ooc: slow day at work, today. open!]

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[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

Molly nodded. "That's a good idea too!"

[nadiathesaint]

"Thanks. I don't think I would have thought of that, the whole non-evil spell thing."

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

Molly grinned. "I hope it helps."

[nadiathesaint]

"Me, too. So, what have you been up to? Just babysitting?"

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

Molly giggled. "Babysitting, classes, cheerleading, hanging out with friends and Ray. I'm living the quiet life recently."