Romeo Montague (
withoutverona) wrote in
fandomhighdorms2008-03-08 09:54 pm
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5th Floor CR, Saturday Night
The broom sweeping the floor around Romeo's feet wasn't so bad; it was silent, and no more distracting from his book than a maid at home would have been. (The fact it seemed to be powering itself was a bit distressing, but less so than talking shoes had been.)
But when a container of Lysol started hovering near his coffee-table-propped-feet, he really needed to jump up and protest. "They do not smell bad!" he informed the air, glaring.
It had been a very strange week.
But when a container of Lysol started hovering near his coffee-table-propped-feet, he really needed to jump up and protest. "They do not smell bad!" he informed the air, glaring.
It had been a very strange week.

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"It's my birthday next week, and if you tell me, I can invite whoever it is to the paaaaaaaaaarty....."
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He shrugged and mumbled, "she was THERE at that party..."
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"At the party..." she tapped one finger against her lips, thinking about it. "I don't think Dick's your type, and I can't remember if Jenny left with anyone...didn't I see you chatting up Mel?"
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He shrugged at the other question. "I dunno? We could just do it in someone's room? Or in the common room? My room's definitely out of the question."