ext_309157 ([identity profile] once-a-king.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2008-02-13 10:42 am

Lobby - Morning - 5pm

For some reason, the only cookies that the people at J, GOB would sell Peter were heart-shaped ones covered in pink frosting and pink and white sprinkles.  So those were the cookies he set out on the table along with pots of hot coffee and tea.  He tried the cookies though just to make sure they weren't poisoned and - as far as he could tell at least - they seemed perfectly tasty.  Just very very pink.

He had the dance tickets, order forms for the flowers, and six roses of varying colours that he'd picked up, hoping that the they'd help with the selling all laid out carefully and even somewhat approaching attractively.

Finally satisfied, Peter sat down behind the table with his book of tactics to hand and ready to sell.

[OOC: Dance tickets and flowers can be bought handwavily for certain!  Flowers are only on sale through MIDNIGHT PST today and will be delivered tomorrow!  I'm going to be in and out for a bit.]

[identity profile] willbedone.livejournal.com 2008-02-13 04:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Willow stopped by and waited for Peter to notice she was there.

[identity profile] willbedone.livejournal.com 2008-02-13 04:30 pm (UTC)(link)
"Aww," Willow said, smiling. "I wasn't intending to pick up flowers with self-esteem issues, but now that you've brought it up I feel it's only fair to give it a loving home. Also a cookie, please, as it would be rude to turn down such a yummy offer."

[identity profile] willbedone.livejournal.com 2008-02-13 06:07 pm (UTC)(link)
"Why thank you." Willow went to kiss him on the cheek. "Have you time to have a cookie with me?"

[identity profile] willbedone.livejournal.com 2008-02-13 06:26 pm (UTC)(link)
"Good," Willow said. "For I've never found you to be horrible. Now I am given to understand that one might purchase tickets of some sort here?"

[identity profile] willbedone.livejournal.com 2008-02-13 07:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Willow looked very sad and woeful. "Oh no! Do the tickets not like me?"

[identity profile] willbedone.livejournal.com 2008-02-13 07:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"But if I do not buy them, how will I take the most wonderful boyfriend in all the land to the dance?" Willow asked.

[identity profile] willbedone.livejournal.com 2008-02-13 08:31 pm (UTC)(link)
"Where is she?" Willow asked, teasing. "I'll kick her behind and then you'll have to take me instead."

[identity profile] willbedone.livejournal.com 2008-02-13 11:46 pm (UTC)(link)
"Why?" Willow asked, pretending not to understand. "Your hair looks fine."

[identity profile] redintraining.livejournal.com 2008-02-13 04:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Sky had passed by the ticket table a few times, but convinced himself he wouldn't go to the dance. He'd be miserable there, he decided, and masquerade certainly wasn't his thing. But he felt different today. Changed. Better. And wasn't backsliding like he had been. He might even ask...

He approached the table before going back to his room after class, eyeing the cookies. "Excuse me," he said politely.

[identity profile] redintraining.livejournal.com 2008-02-13 07:39 pm (UTC)(link)
"Good," said Sky, returning the smile and reaching into his pocket for his wallet. "Really good, thank you. In fact, I'm here to purchase... two tickets, please."
Edited 2008-02-13 19:40 (UTC)

[identity profile] redintraining.livejournal.com 2008-02-13 08:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Sky shook his head, still smiling, and handed over the correct amount. "No, thank you; I'm not sure he'd like them. I've actually already put in an order for some for a friend of mine, though."

[identity profile] redintraining.livejournal.com 2008-02-13 10:36 pm (UTC)(link)
"Thanks," said Sky, pocketing them and heading upstairs to his room, hardly believing what he'd done now that he'd done it.

[identity profile] sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com 2008-02-13 05:14 pm (UTC)(link)
"I hear that there are tickets to be purchased here?" Triela asked as she walked over to the table. "Also, apparently, extremely pink cookies."

[identity profile] sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com 2008-02-13 06:14 pm (UTC)(link)
"I don't know," Triela eyed the cookies. "They look awfully sweet."

"Oh. I'm fine. And Triela. And looking for a ticket."

[identity profile] sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com 2008-02-13 06:33 pm (UTC)(link)
"Nice to meet you Peter," she grinned as she gripped his hand. "I've never been to a dance before, but my roommate promises that we'll have fun."

[identity profile] sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com 2008-02-13 07:12 pm (UTC)(link)
"That sounds..." How should she put this? "That sounds good, I guess."

[identity profile] sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com 2008-02-13 08:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Triela blinked very slowly. Then she did it again.

"I'm not going to ask," she eventually decided.

[identity profile] sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com 2008-02-13 10:43 pm (UTC)(link)
"You know," Triela laughed, "I might just do that. There'd be a copy in the library, right?"
the_merriest: (chillin with peeps)

[personal profile] the_merriest 2008-02-14 02:43 am (UTC)(link)
Rikku bounced up to the table and waved to Peter. "Hiya! Oooooh, flowers?"