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lovemykilt) wrote in
fandomhighdorms2009-01-07 12:15 pm
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Second floor common room, Wednesday around noon
Priestly, being generally an upbeat guy, had shaken off most of the funk he was in yesterday. So when he finally finished his beauty routine, omg got out of bed, he headed for the common room, dug up some steak-ums, cheese, and bread, and set about cooking up some steak and cheese sandwiches.
He had to practice for working the diner tomorrow, right?
His hair was spiked up high in double rows of alternating red and blue -- which nicely matched the torn-up-and-pinned-back-together sleeveless blue and red plaid flannel he was wearing, which in turn totally complimented the acid-washed, holey jeans.
The dishtowel he had tied around his waist in lieu of an apron clashed with the rest of the outfit, though.
[ooc: open! We've got an 800 page Taxpayer Advocate report to Congress to work on, so I'll need distracting.]
He had to practice for working the diner tomorrow, right?
His hair was spiked up high in double rows of alternating red and blue -- which nicely matched the torn-up-and-pinned-back-together sleeveless blue and red plaid flannel he was wearing, which in turn totally complimented the acid-washed, holey jeans.
The dishtowel he had tied around his waist in lieu of an apron clashed with the rest of the outfit, though.
[ooc: open! We've got an 800 page Taxpayer Advocate report to Congress to work on, so I'll need distracting.]

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