Fifth Floor Common Room, Friday evening

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

Willow was bored. So she took her hedgehog Philbert over to the common room to watch TV.

To her delight, Stage Right was on.

Of course it wasn't on a premium channel, so a lot of the swear words were dubbed. But still!

"You'll like this," she told Philbert. "There's dancing!"

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[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

She jumped cause that startled her. She had been in a thought-induced ginger ale trance. Looking over, she waved at Willow. "Hiya."

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

"Here for TV?" Willow asked. "You've got good timing. They haven't done the final dances yet."

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

Annette narrowed her eyes, seeing what was on TV. "Oh. I like that movie. But uh, I just came in for ginger ale if I can find some."

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

Willow looked at her with sympathy. "Oh no. Is your tummy all rumbly?"

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"For two days. Been icky, Willow. And my ribs hurt too cause Dick did the Heimlich on me today. Flu maybe. I don't know." Annette ducked her head into the fridge and pulled out a can of ginger ale. It's like it was just there, waiting for her.

Walking over, but staying far enough away from Willow so she didn't pass her germs. She curled up in a chair and sipped from the can.

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

"Oh no!" Willow said. "Have you had chicken soup?"

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

She shook her head. "No. I was afraid to eat today."

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

"Cures everything," Willow told her. "Get some from Luke's. It's very good."

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

Annette nodded. A.J. worked there. A.J. saw her throw up. So embarrassing.

"Okay, I will." she said. "How've you been?"

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

"I've been good," Willow said. A bright smile lit up her face. "Classes will be starting soon!"

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

Annette chuckled. "You are excited for classes to start?"

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

"We can study and learn and be graded!" Willow said, with the hushed and reverent tones that one might normally use for, say, the holy grail.