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lovemykilt) wrote in
fandomhighdorms2009-02-04 09:02 pm
Second floor common room, Wednesday night
Priestly had finally called his mom back after cheerleading practice.
Yeah, that conversation hadn't gone well. Well, okay, it had, but only because Priestly lied out his ass. According to his mom, now, the school'd made him get a haircut, he was back to playing football, and her little plan to get her good little boy back on the straight and narrow was working.
So now he was sprawled on the couch, taking up as much room as humanly possible, Ramone flopped out on his head between the twin lines of his hairstyle of the day, flipping through channels at high speed while pondering what sort of bizarre and assuredly not "straight and narrow" dish to make himself for dinner.
"What do you think, Ramone? Maybe a fondue? People love fondue."
Priestly had no idea how to make a fondue.
[ooc: open like a common room]
Yeah, that conversation hadn't gone well. Well, okay, it had, but only because Priestly lied out his ass. According to his mom, now, the school'd made him get a haircut, he was back to playing football, and her little plan to get her good little boy back on the straight and narrow was working.
So now he was sprawled on the couch, taking up as much room as humanly possible, Ramone flopped out on his head between the twin lines of his hairstyle of the day, flipping through channels at high speed while pondering what sort of bizarre and assuredly not "straight and narrow" dish to make himself for dinner.
"What do you think, Ramone? Maybe a fondue? People love fondue."
Priestly had no idea how to make a fondue.
[ooc: open like a common room]

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