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fandomhighdorms2008-08-26 02:27 pm
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2nd Floor Common Room, Tuesday Afternoon
It was not her common room, she didn’t think, but then really who could say? Viki was rather of the opinion that the common room only belonged to itself and simply tolerated the presence of others.
And she was an other, so she supposed that it was tolerating her. It didn’t even mind that she’d not bothered to try and attempt to cook anything--after having a blender explained to her Viki had rather decided that cooking appliances were to be avoided until she forgot about the blender and the cycle started all over again.
This would be why she had cookies, because cookies were easily identifiable not matter what the packaging. She was also, because she was rather bored, amusing herself by teleporting the couch cushions about the room.
With her eyes closed. It made seeing where they landed more entertaining.
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And she was an other, so she supposed that it was tolerating her. It didn’t even mind that she’d not bothered to try and attempt to cook anything--after having a blender explained to her Viki had rather decided that cooking appliances were to be avoided until she forgot about the blender and the cycle started all over again.
This would be why she had cookies, because cookies were easily identifiable not matter what the packaging. She was also, because she was rather bored, amusing herself by teleporting the couch cushions about the room.
With her eyes closed. It made seeing where they landed more entertaining.
[Open~!]

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For now, though, she'd stand at the doorway watching and saying "Huh."
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"Oh," she said mildly, but cheerfully. "Hello."
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Well. It was Fandom. The cushions might've minded.
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"Why would I do that?" Honestly confused.