2nd Floor Common Room, Monday Evening

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After handwavily posting flyers around the dorms that said,
Party!
2nd Floor Common Room
Happy Birthday, Turtle!
Free Cake

Tannim headed back to the 2nd floor common room. He uncovered the sheet cake he'd ordered from J, GOB. It was decorated to look like a fifteen-dollar bill. It said, "In Turtle We Trust," and the center picture was a rough drawing of a girl's head with a long brown braid. He set up bowls of chips and other snacks around the room, and checked the fridge to make sure the sodas and Gatorade he'd bought were still there.

He set up his portable stereo and put in a CD. He wasn't sure what kind of music Turtle liked, so he'd brought an eclectic mix of his own favorites. Carbon Leaf, Nickel Creek and Gaelic Storm thrown in with Rush, They Might Be Giants, and a couple of mash-ups he'd downloaded. If those weren't to everyone's tastes, it was easy enough to change CDs.

He sat down on the couch, opened a Gatorade and hoped people would show up.

[ooc: Posted early since I'll be offline until 5:30 PDT, which is pretty late for East Coasters.]

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[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

Oops. K, Annette stuck her foot in her mouth. "I offered to get him new boots, I just don't know where they came from!" Yeah, she was on a roll.

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[notthehulk.livejournal.com]

Why wasn't there a convenient hole nearby to swallow Teddy up right about now?

"They're ruined, aren't they?" He groaned.

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[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"Uhh, not so much?" Annette cringed and thrust her gatorade at him. "Need a drink? I don't have cooties, I promise."

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[notthehulk.livejournal.com]

Teddy stared dully down at the gatorade before taking it from her. "Thank you?"

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[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"You're welcome." She did the pat thing to the arm. "We all have our moments, you know? I even have mine." Which was certainly an understatement.

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[notthehulk.livejournal.com]

Teddy raised an eyebrow. "You get drunk and puke on your-" He stopped because he still wasn't sure what they were anymore. "-on someone's shoes?"

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[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"Um, well I haven't puked yet. Not really sure if I've been drunk drunk or just lightly drunk, or just not drunk at all." That wasn't encouraging, she knew, so she added. "But my time is coming, I'm sure of it. And I'll probably puke somewhere a lot worse than someone's shoes." But she really hoped not.

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[notthehulk.livejournal.com]

That... didn't make Teddy feel better at all.

"Just avoid anything in a jar," Teddy told her. And keep Nadia Santos away from your boyfriend.

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[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, I haven't had the chance to taste Cally's stuff yet. Might have to ask her about that sometime." she replied, looking thoughtful.

"But you're feeling better now?"

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[notthehulk.livejournal.com]

"As good as I'm going to," Teddy answered honestly.

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[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"I'm sorry, Teddy. Need a hug?"

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[notthehulk.livejournal.com]

He had definitely been around Cally too much because hugs were never unwelcome.

"Thanks."

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[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

She hugged him tightly. Hugs tended to make things a little better.

"You're welcome, Teddy."