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fandomhighdorms2007-03-19 12:01 pm
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Fifth floor common room, late morning onward
Sokka settled himself in on the couch to watch TV and fondle his chinchilla play with his rodent touch the bundle of fur in his lap cuddle Momo Jr. NOT DIRTY I SWEAR.
He had set out a 10-lb. block of slightly salty Krackel with a knife stuck into it, and assorted paper plates and napkins. Now, of course, the only barrier to his enjoyment was the suckiness of daytime TV. He flipped through the channels, looking for something with enough explosions to satisfy him.
He had set out a 10-lb. block of slightly salty Krackel with a knife stuck into it, and assorted paper plates and napkins. Now, of course, the only barrier to his enjoyment was the suckiness of daytime TV. He flipped through the channels, looking for something with enough explosions to satisfy him.