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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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"I thought so. Then again, half the fun is watching him dance."
Though it was obvious he meant it entirely in earnest. He wasn't mocking Andrew.
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But he didn't say that.
"I couldn't agree more."
He turned and offered his hand.
"Liir," he introduced himself.
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"Nice to meet you."
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"Nothing like. We had a visitor from here, but this is not my world."
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"Not that I've noticed," he admitted.
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"It's the City."
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