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fandomhighdorms2008-01-23 08:45 pm
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Fifth floor common room, Wednesday evening
So Sokka was in the common room watching TV.
That wasn't very unusual at all. What WAS unusual was the chinchilla that had been clinging to his shirt since breakfast time and wasn't showing any signs of letting go any time soon.
There was a big bowl of punch sitting on the counter, because Sokka had thought maybe he'd be able to lure Momo Jr. into backstroking in it, but that hadn't worked.
So Sokka was drinking a glass of punch in the common room and watching TV.
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That wasn't very unusual at all. What WAS unusual was the chinchilla that had been clinging to his shirt since breakfast time and wasn't showing any signs of letting go any time soon.
There was a big bowl of punch sitting on the counter, because Sokka had thought maybe he'd be able to lure Momo Jr. into backstroking in it, but that hadn't worked.
So Sokka was drinking a glass of punch in the common room and watching TV.
[Open, as these things usually are.]

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She glanced in, curious about the punch bowl and the clinging chinchilla.
"Dare I ask?"
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"...you have a cat?"
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modded-with-permissionwarm hug. "I thank you for your concern," she said, eyes dancing. "But I'll be just fine."no subject
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