4th floor common room: Sunday Morning

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair had gone to eat a sandwich from the fridge and almost bit into mold. So he decided that it was time for the fridge to be cleaned out and the food tested for edibility. Figuring that breakfast was something that everyone enjoyed, he started cooking. He did find some eggs but the rest of breakfast was a weird mix of leftover pizza, sandwiches, old Chinese food, garlic bread and pudding pops.

Bouncing as he worked, Blair whistled happily and munched from a container of take-out chicken.

[ooc: open! Leftover food is totally moddable! And now in the right place!]

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[apocalypticson.livejournal.com]

"You're Blair? It's Aught Seven? Cool! I'm inna past!" He bounced like a 9 year old can bounce, full of glee. "Dad's told me about you. But you don't look like a dirty hippie. Do you bounce?"

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair frowned and rolled his eyes. "I'm so not going to give John a graduation present."

He gave a little bounce.

[apocalypticson.livejournal.com]

"You do bounce! You're Blair! Cool!"