Fourth floor common room, Sunday evening

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

After flag football practice, Dean bought some supplies in town and then headed up to the fourth floor common room. It had been a while since he'd done some cooking for whoever wandered in and wanted some food so he figured it was past time he did so. So he cooked up some burgers and had various kinds of drinks (alcholic and non) out for people to help themselves.

The tv was turned to a coverage of Hurricane Dean that Dean was half watching. He was -- probably inappropriately -- pleased that his meteorological namesake seemed to be building into such a badass.

[OOC: open with free food]

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[surferboy-09er.livejournal.com]

"That's awesome!" he said. He wasn't in the way of the hurricane so it being a big storm was awesome. "I doubt the name Dick is going to be on their naming list anytime soon. It'd be too obvious to name a hurricane that."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Richard though maybe," Dean offered. "Although it would have to be a bad year to get that far down in the alphabet."

[surferboy-09er.livejournal.com]

"Dude, that'd be like the apocalypse or something." said Dick. "I'd be moving to Wyoming or something if we got that many."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Well they don't all have to be hurricanes. They name them when they become tropical whatchamacallits, depressions." Not that Dean had researched it when he heard his name was on the list this year or anything.

[surferboy-09er.livejournal.com]

"I wish we had more of those thingys in California." he said. "I bet the surfing would be awesome. If you can avoid drowning."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Or y'know, the winds flinging a houseboat on top of you."