Super Bowl Party, 1st Floor Rec Room, Sunday Afternoon

[withoutverona]

Thanks to KKG and a little ingenuity, the first floor rec room was arranged for a Super Bowl Party. Black, yellow, red and white crepe paper hung from the walls, a good chunk of the seating in the dorms had been dragged into the room for the crowd, and a table was full of assorted snacks guaranteed to destroy arteries and waistlines alike.

Even if you just wanted to see the commercials, it would probably be a fun time.

[OOC: I have NO time to make this creative, sorry. Up early for SP and timezones, please wait for OCD is done.]

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Re: Place Your Bets

[withoutverona]

Romeo laughed. "That was part of why I kept the single, yes. She's across the hall, though."

Re: Place Your Bets

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah chortled as Romeo laughed, still blushing but now amused. "Do I know her? I mean, what's her name?"

Re: Place Your Bets

[withoutverona]

"You might. She's called Dojima."

Re: Place Your Bets

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"I met her! At the party she organized for Cal. And someone told me she did alternative Sex Ed," blushing again, but only a little, "When the teacher was stupid, last term."

Re: Place Your Bets

[withoutverona]

"She did," Romeo confirmed, eying her blush. "You're shy about such things."

He found it becoming, actually.

Re: Place Your Bets

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"A little? Yeah." She brushed a strand of hair behind her ear. "I wish it weren't so obvious. I'm working on it! But. I'm not too used to how... open people are, here. It's a good thing," she added hastily. "Just startling."

Re: Place Your Bets

[withoutverona]

"I grew up with people with much fouler mouths than mine," Romeo told her, as Mercutio's grin flashed through his mind accompanied, as it always was, by a sharp sting of regret for his loss. "I'm rather hard to shock. You'll come to be the same."

Clumsily, he reached to touch her arm in sympathy.

[OOC: Totes fine to read.]

Re: Place Your Bets

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah inhaled sharply, then gulped, getting a flash of a stunning young man with a smile as intense as lightening, and then a blankness, the sight of him disappearing. It took her a second to get her breath back, blinking hard from the contrast, and tears that weren't hers.

"I... yeah." She nodded, forcing herself to meet Romeo's eyes. "Just takes time, right?"

Re: Place Your Bets

[withoutverona]

"Time is the solution to most things," Romeo said, and tilted his head in concern. "Are you well, though?"

Re: Place Your Bets

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"I just had a little migraine flash," Dinah said, rubbing her head and feeling guilty. She almost wanted to tell him what she'd seen; instead of the usual bizarre sexy or just plain weird, that flash had been so personal, and somewhat painful, that it felt like she shouldn't have gotten it. She took another breath, getting back her equilibrium. "Fine now, though. Thanks." She smiled a little. "Maybe I'll curl up on the couch for a bit."

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[withoutverona]

"You ought to take care of yourself," Romeo said, still looking concerned. "I hope the rest helps."

Re: Place Your Bets

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"Thanks, Romeo." Dinah smiled without forcing it now. "I recover fast. And I hope the betting goes well!"