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fandomhighdorms2008-02-04 06:36 pm
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Second Floor Common Room, Monday Evening
Andrew was fixing some fine food: tomato soup and grilled cheese. An American classic. There was a fairly large pot of the soup, and he had enough bread and cheese to share if anyone else was hungry.
There was also some groovy Latin jazz playing, and he was dancing about the kitchen, head bobbing and hips swaying -- sometimes in time with the music. Life was good.
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There was also some groovy Latin jazz playing, and he was dancing about the kitchen, head bobbing and hips swaying -- sometimes in time with the music. Life was good.
[common room open as they are]

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"It's the least I can do."
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"Thanks!" He took a small bite, letting it cool a bit. "So. How are things?"
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"Good. I'd hate to have to get all big brothery with a cricket bat."
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He took a breath.
"I was stupid," he said. "I never meant to hurt him."
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"I'd jump in the Hellmouth before I did anything to hurt him again," he replied. "No one has ever made me so... happy."
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"Are you into video games and stuff like that?"
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"Are you really? I've been wanting to get a game together, but, you know, I was afraid to ask around. People just don't get it."
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"That must have been cool."
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Oh yes, making his boyfriend indulge his dorkiness.
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"Even though I think he would make a kick ass mage."
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