ext_309158 ([identity profile] cantjossme.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2008-02-14 11:10 pm
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Third Floor Common Room: Thursday Evening

There was a sign near the entrance to the CR.

Single Zone:
No couples or significant others allowed.
Any couple coming in and acting cute enters at their own risk


Anyone venturing past the sign would find Mel watching horror movies. Specifically horror movies where young couples in love end up getting killed.

There was also a mug of something she was drinking that was definitely not alcoholic. Really.

[Open of course. Even to OTP couples. *glares*]
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[identity profile] cantjossme.livejournal.com 2008-02-15 05:26 am (UTC)(link)
"Beats the rutting hell out of me," Mel said tilting her head at a violent bit in the movie. "Who has time for this crap?"
raspberryturk: (Sly Glance)

[personal profile] raspberryturk 2008-02-15 05:31 am (UTC)(link)
"Probably the same kinda people who watch this kinda shit just so that they can bury their faces in one another's armpits pretendin' to be scared an' shit. 'Oh, save me, don't let the fake bad man on the television get me, oh no.'"

That said, it wasn't bad, for a messed-up zombie slasher flick.

[identity profile] cantjossme.livejournal.com 2008-02-15 05:36 am (UTC)(link)
Mel snorted. "I don't get that. This stuff? Rutting hilarious."
raspberryturk: (Cocky)

[personal profile] raspberryturk 2008-02-15 05:39 am (UTC)(link)
"Don't even look real," Reno smirked. "Someone blew up a ketchup packet on that severed limb or somethin'? How's that supposed to be frightening?"

[identity profile] cantjossme.livejournal.com 2008-02-15 05:48 am (UTC)(link)
"Totally. Where's the gushing of blood?" Mel nodded. "So unrealistic."
raspberryturk: (Mmmhmm)

[personal profile] raspberryturk 2008-02-15 05:51 am (UTC)(link)
"Should be, like, coming out in pulses and shit. And it's too damn thick. Blood ain't made of corn syrup, yo." Reno rolled his eyes. Really, where had the standards gone to in modern cinema?

[identity profile] cantjossme.livejournal.com 2008-02-15 05:57 am (UTC)(link)
"Mmm. Syrup," Mel said unwrapping more chocolate. "Now I want pancakes. Oh! Look! Fake entrails!"
raspberryturk: (Cocky)

[personal profile] raspberryturk 2008-02-15 06:02 am (UTC)(link)
"And now you got me wantin' breakfast. Pancakes, sausages. Perfect compliment to the syrup and fake entrails crap, yo." Go figure, a gory horror film would make Reno hungry.

[identity profile] cantjossme.livejournal.com 2008-02-15 06:14 am (UTC)(link)
"Maybe that cafe place delivers," Mel said thoughtfully.
raspberryturk: (Reno knows better)

[personal profile] raspberryturk 2008-02-15 06:16 am (UTC)(link)
"Doesn't hurt to find out. There a phone book in here anywhere?" Reno was already pulling out his cell phone. "Or do I gotta dial information, here?"

[identity profile] cantjossme.livejournal.com 2008-02-15 01:58 pm (UTC)(link)
"If you think I'm getting off this couch for a phone book, you're nuts," Mel said swigging from her mug again.
raspberryturk: (And?)

[personal profile] raspberryturk 2008-02-15 05:53 pm (UTC)(link)
"Information it is," Reno replied smoothly. Like hell he was getting up, too. "Pancakes. Sausages. Anything else?"

Calling for breakfast delivery in the evening. Totally normal.

[identity profile] cantjossme.livejournal.com 2008-02-15 05:56 pm (UTC)(link)
"Fried chicken," Mel said after a moments pause. "And pizza. You're buying, right?"
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[personal profile] raspberryturk 2008-02-15 06:00 pm (UTC)(link)
"Might as well." Tseng hadn't cut his salary on him, so it wasn't like he had anything better to spend his pay on. "Anything on that pizza you wanna see in particular?"
Edited 2008-02-15 18:00 (UTC)
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