http://lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2007-06-26 07:21 pm

Third Floor Common Room, Tuesday, After Workshops

Dawn was making herself dinner. Or, really, she was gathering dinner, since at this exact moment, it seemed to consist of potato chips, jelly beans, peanut butter, and some carrot sticks.

For the nutrition, of course.

Anyone who wanted to make something real would probably be very welcome.

[ooc: Open, of course!]

[identity profile] cantjossme.livejournal.com 2007-06-27 01:39 am (UTC)(link)
Mel hesitated for a second and just grinned. "Things just suck less now for me than they did last week. That make sense?"

[identity profile] cantjossme.livejournal.com 2007-06-27 03:18 am (UTC)(link)
"I wish. I got lost in the woods for several hours and I didn't get to shoot anybody."

[identity profile] cantjossme.livejournal.com 2007-06-27 03:50 am (UTC)(link)
"Paint gun. Not a real gun," Mel said with a pout. "Not that I shoot anyone here at school with a gun. Much."

[identity profile] cantjossme.livejournal.com 2007-06-27 04:05 am (UTC)(link)
"Sure," Mel replied with a smirk as she grabbed a chip and got some peanut butter. "So what you're saying is I shouldn't be shooting at my fellow students and faculty."

Mel shook her head.

"See? You've taken away my fun."

[identity profile] cantjossme.livejournal.com 2007-06-27 04:27 am (UTC)(link)
"Can I fill them with paint?"

[identity profile] cantjossme.livejournal.com 2007-06-27 04:39 am (UTC)(link)
"Well what can I throw at you?"

[identity profile] cantjossme.livejournal.com 2007-06-27 05:03 am (UTC)(link)
"Once again, stealing all my fun."