Second floor common room, Monday lunch time

[lovemykilt]

Priestly had had every intention of hiding in his room after his class today, but he didn't have any food in the room, and, well, Malcolm hadn't exactly eaten much while lost in the closet yesterday.

Holy crap, how was he ever going to live that down? He'd figured out quick enough that other students had had the same sort of experience over the weekend, but he was pretty sure he was the only one who'd ended up stupid enough not to be able to find their way out of a tiny room with only one door.

So, anyway, here he was in the common room, cooking up massive amounts of steak and cheese sandwiches for anyone who might happen to stop by. Nothing said "please don't remember me as the preppie idiot I've spent the last six months trying very hard to avoid being seen as" better than a whole lot of greasy, steaming meat and cheese.

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[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

Jack wandered in to the common room to the smells of food that needed eating, and he was just the man to do it. "Hey."

[lovemykilt]

Priestly looked up from the stove and nodded. "Hey. You, uh, didn't happen to be a purple counting vampire this weekend, did you?"

What? It was a fair question.

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

"Uh, no? I was me, but without the words. I worked out a lot." He thought for a moment. "I think that was my roommate. He's usually a frog. He...kept counting my pushups. Weird."

[lovemykilt]

"Huh." Priestly shrugged. "I don't think I ran into you."

Thank god.

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

"Probably not. I ran around the island a few times. Went to the gun range."

"I was boring. Another one of those weekends, huh?"

[gudspellr-claud.livejournal.com]

Claudia leaned in the doorway, wearing an orange vinyl bowling outfit, a pair of pink Chuck Taylors and one hell of a pissy expression.

Yes, she'd gotten his message. She just wasn't sure she was going to let him off the hook that easily.

"You fixed your hair."

Important things first.

[lovemykilt]

Priestly turned around, eyes wide. Yeah, it might have been an expression slightly reminiscent of his really, really stupid alter ego.

"Claudia." He set down his spatula and turned around, wiping his fingers on a dish towel before taking a few steps towards her and stopping.

She looked pissed.

"I am so sorry."

[gudspellr-claud.livejournal.com]

"So you do remember me," she replied. "No other girlfriend I need to know about?"

[lovemykilt]

Priestly shook his head furiously. "No. I -- that wasn't me. I don't know what happened, but that wasn't me."

[gudspellr-claud.livejournal.com]

Claudia expression softened. "You're sure?"

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

Once he had his sandwich, he sat down not far from Claudia with his food and his lemonade, sort of glad he didn't know the girl since he wouldn't have to be social and catch up with anyone.

The orange did keep drawing his eye, however.

[gudspellr-claud.livejournal.com]

Claudia was fairly used to being stared at but this weekend had put her on edge.

"Yes?" she finally demanded.

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

Blink.

"I... don't know? It's very orange. Um."

He looked all around the room before blushing and ducking his head.

"My apologies. I haven't seen a color like that since I was back in the City. It's, er, very nice."

It made him hungry.

[gudspellr-claud.livejournal.com]

"Thank you," Claudia said, never one to turn down a compliment. "It's vintage. I picked it up in New York the last time I was there."

[fabulous-secret.livejournal.com]

"Hello friend!" Adora greeted Claudia happily. "How are you faring today?"

[gudspellr-claud.livejournal.com]

Claudia shot a small smile in Priestly's direction. "Better than I had been. Was your weekend totes weird?"

[fabulous-secret.livejournal.com]

Totes. Adora tried to process that one and decided to skip it entirely. "There were very strange things going on. I find I miss last week when I understood things better."

[fabulous-secret.livejournal.com]

In her traditional shirted leotard and boots, Adora made her way into the common room. "Hello, Priestly!" She greeted him with a bright smile. "How are things going for you today?"

[lovemykilt]

"Heeeeeey Adora." Priestly tried for a smile. "I'm okay. You?"

[fabulous-secret.livejournal.com]

"I cannot complain," Adora replied. "Thankfully it seems everything has gone back to normal today. Or at the very least as normal as it ever was."

[lovemykilt]

"Yeah, no kidding. Hey, you want a sandwich?"

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

"May I have some?"

He figured he'd get straight to the food since he'd had an embarrassing weekend, Priestly'd possibly had one, and not discussing it was the best option.

"It smells very good."

[lovemykilt]

Priestly could do not talking about it. "Definitely, man, help yourself."

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

"Thank you," he said, doing just that.

"Would you like me to bring down some of the lemonade I have in the icebox upstairs?"

[lovemykilt]

"Sure, man, that sounds great."