Fourth Floor Common Room, Late Morning

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Gwynn was dressed in her best dress and her hair was carefully done. There was no sign of her usual leather wear or her boots. In fact, there was nothing with her that even looked like she was the daughter of Robin Hood. She was sitting on the couch with her legs tucked up under her and she was reading what might have been a magazine. From the slight blush on her face, it was obvious that it wasn't your run of the mill magazine.



[[OOC: Gwynn has been Mind-Whammied by Witch!Lana. Here would be the first place to run into her and have the wacky hijinks!]]

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[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

Bwuh-oh.

". . . what if it's a tie?"

[justmisplaced.livejournal.com]

Shawn resisted the temptation to tell him that if that were the case he'd make a great housewife. Probably a good thing.

He smirked instead. "I'm sure I can come up with something," he said.

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

Definitely a good thing. Playing a housewife in the Christmas pageant had been enough, thanks. Conner would hate to get on Shawn's bad side anyway, given Summer and her rage issues.

"You're on then, dude. It is so laundry showdown time."

[justmisplaced.livejournal.com]

Shawn grinned and held out a hand to shake on it.

"Just tell me where and when, and I'll be there to make sure you're sticking to the rules." Yeah, the rules he hasn't yet made up, and isn't quite sure why he's implementing... but, there have to be guidelines when it comes to these things at the very least. That's something he's pretty sure of.

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

Conner chewed on his poptart for a moment. "Weekend after next?" he offered, wiping the crumbs off his hand onto his jeans before shaking on the deal.

That gave him enough time to psych himself up. And possibly learn to sort colors.

[justmisplaced.livejournal.com]

"Weekend after next it is," Shawn said, cheerfully flopping back into the sofa after sealing the deal with a handshake.