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fandomhighdorms2009-01-26 07:49 pm
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Fourth Floor Common Room; Monday Evening [ 01/26 ].
Popcorn? Check.
A suspiciously varied and plentiful supply of Faygo pop? Check.
'Missing' remote? Check.
TV 'stuck' on the same place it was stuck every Monday evening at eight o'clock EST? Check.
And Cal was too comfortable to move from where he was sprawled on the couch. What tragedy, indeed.
[[ yup, basic weekly Rumor Gal post is open as always. ]]
[[ And I actually typed 'Rumor Cal' first. The ensuing laugh was obnoxiously loud ]]
A suspiciously varied and plentiful supply of Faygo pop? Check.
'Missing' remote? Check.
TV 'stuck' on the same place it was stuck every Monday evening at eight o'clock EST? Check.
And Cal was too comfortable to move from where he was sprawled on the couch. What tragedy, indeed.
[[ yup, basic weekly Rumor Gal post is open as always. ]]
[[ And I actually typed 'Rumor Cal' first. The ensuing laugh was obnoxiously loud ]]

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"Oh hey. That show on again?" he asked innocently.
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Damn that elusive remote.
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"Awesome," he said. "Sucks your can't find the remote, dude."
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Even if he'd gone to the trouble of convincing her to break her engagement.
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Really, Cal had no evidence that the guy was actually a jerkwad, but he had already decided that he totally was.
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He realized that, yes, he certainly was the type to think that, especially considering how his heart sort of jumped up in his chest a little.
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Cal knew a thing or two about those, especially for the reasons inspiring Penelope.
"Good for her."
And maybe this meant she wouldn't hate him next time they saw each other, too. Even if Claire had said that she didn't, and she'd been at the birthday party, too, but...
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The passion in his voice was quickly turning into a heat that he couldn't really control.
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He shuddered. "Okay, yeah. That would suck. And I'd just end up eating myself back to this in the long run, probably."
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