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fandomhighdorms2007-11-22 12:09 pm
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Fourth Floor Common Room, Thursday evening [11/22]
Hoshi still had no idea what this whole Thanksgiving thing was all about, even after Jack's sort-of explanation yesterday. So her menu for Thanksgiving dinner? Beef teriyaki, fried rice, oden, and her grandmother's soba noodles. There was also a can of solid cranberry-flavored gelatinous stuff that could be sliced. If someone wanted to bring one of those turkeys stuffed with bread crumbs and candied yams, that was fine, but Hoshi wasn't going to eat it.
[Open since it's a common room! Feel free to take food or mod your own Thanksgiving feast.]
[Open since it's a common room! Feel free to take food or mod your own Thanksgiving feast.]

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[the mun is now craving chinese food. om nom nom]
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[Not me. I think if I see any more food, I'll explode.]
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[so what's the final count? Who won what bet?]
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[We have no winners. They served dinner as soon as got there, I ended up staying well past dessert, no one insulted me, and I got to retain my status as designated driver because everyone else but me was invited to sleep over.]
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[That sucks. I mean, congrats. *crumples up the ticket and throws it away*]
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