Third Floor Common Room, Thursday Evening

[socksofcool.livejournal.com]

Hunching down in the couch and trying to appear inconspicuous in a way that a six-foot-tall woman giant dressed in a leather skirt, man's dress shirt, and no bra or shoes, cannot, Seely flipped through the channels trying to find a movie to watch. He eventually settled on a taping of an amateur production of Twelfth Night.

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[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

Sokka wandered by and threw himself into a corner of the couch. He had meant to sprawl but instead ended up in the lotus position. Hardly the weirdest thing to happen today.

"Isn't there anything better on?" he asked.

[socksofcool.livejournal.com]

"There's not," Seely muttered. "I checked, at least in this the people being the wrong gender are supposed to be."

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

"Well, yeah, that stuff happens all the time in stories. Just not in the real world."

[socksofcool.livejournal.com]

Seely looked down at his breasts. "No, never," he replied dryly.

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

"Dude, this isn't exactly the real world. At least, not the normal one."

[socksofcool.livejournal.com]

"What was your first clue there?"

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

"It was so long ago, I don't remember."