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Fifth Floor Common Room, Monday Night
There was pizza.
Lots and lots of different kinds of pizza.
Demyx had gone a little crazy on the ordering, thus he had the different types of pizzas all laid out around the common room for other to partake of. Mostly, he'd just wanted to try a little bit of everything, but the kid on the phone had said they couldn't do a large pizza with 17 toppings. But they could do 17 pizzas with up to three toppings each.
After a little math, Demyx had decided he was getting the better end of the deal. And there was pizza for everyone!
((open, as common rooms are! feel free to mod pizza flavors - NOTHING is too weird))
Lots and lots of different kinds of pizza.
Demyx had gone a little crazy on the ordering, thus he had the different types of pizzas all laid out around the common room for other to partake of. Mostly, he'd just wanted to try a little bit of everything, but the kid on the phone had said they couldn't do a large pizza with 17 toppings. But they could do 17 pizzas with up to three toppings each.
After a little math, Demyx had decided he was getting the better end of the deal. And there was pizza for everyone!
((open, as common rooms are! feel free to mod pizza flavors - NOTHING is too weird))

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He piled a few of them on the top of his dome and zoomed around the room, tootling triumphantly.
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"What the hell? Pizza is for eating!" He flailed.
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Mmm. Mushroom and goldfish crackers.
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He wasn't much of the singing type, no. And his dancing could use work too.
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