Fourth Floor Common Room [evening]

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

Aravis was bored, but didn't want to be in her room when curfew hit if she could help it. So that was why a girl and her dog were sitting on the couch, watching the only thing that had caught her attention:

Telemundo.

She had no idea why the women who spoke in another language kept screaming, or why the men wouldn't stop crying.

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[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

"I'll remember that next time," Mel replied as she popped open her drink. "I just gave her attitude and stomped out. Of course I've broken almost everyone of her little rules since then but.."

Mel paused.

"Wow. That dude is still crying."

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

"Perhaps they're breaking up," Aravis suggested. "Ooh, no, perhaps she's leaving him. Because he cries too much."

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

"Nah. I think it's a medical condition. He can't stop the tears," Mel said. "She's leaving him because he's constantly dehydrated and she refuses to bring him more liquids."

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

"And she thinks he's incompetent for it," Aravis agreed.

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

"Well I mean really, who can't get up and get their own drink?" Mel stated.

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

"You offered," Aravis reminded her. "Just in case that was a criticism."

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

"I was talking about crybaby, not you," Mel laughed. "Though if you have a tear duct problem I wouldn't kick a friend to the curb like that."

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

"I don't cry," she replied. "I tried those drops you put in your eyes the other day, though!"