First floor rec room [Tuesday evening]

[gudspellr-claud.livejournal.com]

Claudia had pizza, candy, a huge stack of hair and makeup products and her weight in fashion magazines down in the rec room with her, along with her fluffy pink blanket.

She didn't have classes until Friday and saw no reason not to turn tonight into an impromptu slumber party.

She flipped on some music, grabbed an issue of Cosmo and relaxed.

[OOC: Open to all! Come get a terrifying makeover!]

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[always-damp.livejournal.com]

"Claudia! Okay, so if we have to have classes and crap, at least we can party, right?" Toby said, dragging in tons of bedding.

He was clad in fantastically shiny pajama pants and fuzzy blue slippers because they were comfortable, dammit.

[gudspellr-claud.livejournal.com]

"Those are the cutest slippers ever," she informed him. "And omigod, yes. I miss the cruise."

[always-damp.livejournal.com]

"Thanks! They are super comfy and soft." Because anything else would be stupid in a slipper.

"I miss the sunshine and sand. We need one of these super people in town to control the weather for us," Toby decided.

[gudspellr-claud.livejournal.com]

"We so do," Claudia said, holding out a bag of M&Ms. "We've got all of these aliens. Can't they control the weather yet?"

[flashesforinfo.livejournal.com]

Angela was definitely feeling more sociable than she was yesterday, and while she was still avoiding, she was avoiding four floors down from where she had been yesterday. It was warmer.

She poked her head in, quirking a smile when she saw Claudia. "Whatcha doing?" she asked, moving further into the room.

[gudspellr-claud.livejournal.com]

"Hey!" Claudia said, smiling. "Impromptu slumber party. I'm not ready to admit it's time for school again."

[flashesforinfo.livejournal.com]

"Thank god I'm not the only one pretending that," Angela remarked, smiling as she wandered over. "

[gudspellr-claud.livejournal.com]

"I don't have another class until Friday," she replied, "so as far as I'm concerned, this is a three day weekend. Want some snacks?"

[not-a-mused.livejournal.com]

Sometimes, Cal's junk food sensing skills were incredibly impressive, and he drifted on the scent of...

"I thought I smelled pizza," he commented.

[gudspellr-claud.livejournal.com]

"You weren't wrong," Claudia said with a smile. "Come grab a slice."

[not-a-mused.livejournal.com]

"Thanks." Cal could never turn down free pizza, especially when he was hungry, even if the music, other various junk food, and girly magazines made him feel a little suspect. "Claudia, right?"

[gudspellr-claud.livejournal.com]

"That's me," she chirped. "Want a magazine? I have last week's People with all of the totally terrible Oscar outfits."

[always-damp.livejournal.com]

"Cal!" Toby smiled. "Pull up a blanket and join us!"

[not-a-mused.livejournal.com]

"Toby." Cal quirked a slight eyebrow. He wasn't entirely sure he was supposed to talk to Toby, on account of Worf and everything. "Pull up a blanket?"

[always-damp.livejournal.com]

Luckily Toby was unaware of the Worf connection.

"It's cold out. There's food, many products not tossed from the side of a ship, and tons of bedding. Call it a take on the slumber party of old."

[sonofmogh.livejournal.com]

Worf had intended to use this room for studying.

Apparently that was not going to happen.

"What is going on here?" he asked suspiciously.

[gudspellr-claud.livejournal.com]

It was the...really scary guy!

"Hi!" Claudia said. "Want some pizza and a facial?"

[sonofmogh.livejournal.com]

Worf eyed the food. While it had nothing squirming on the crust it did have an appetizing look to it.

"What exactly is a facial?" he asked cautiously.

[gudspellr-claud.livejournal.com]

"You put goop on your face to make you feel good," Claudia explained in a completely unhelpful way.

[always-damp.livejournal.com]

"Worf!" Toby narrowed his eyes and flung a pillow in his ex-roommate's direction "Where is my fucking lotion?"

[sonofmogh.livejournal.com]

Worf batted the pillow away quite easily.

"Remarkably I'm not resposible for keeping track of your belongings," Worf snapped back.

[always-damp.livejournal.com]

"Sure. I get it, you wanted something to remember me by!" Toby replied, smirking at the too-attractive alien.

[not-a-mused.livejournal.com]

"Slumber party, evidently," Cal supplied, edging toward the door and, subsequently, Worf, as if seizing the once chance he might have to either escape or just supplant in some manliness to cover the fact that he was still hanging out at a slumber party.

[sonofmogh.livejournal.com]

"Then why is no one sleeping?" Worf asked. "It does not seem to be an appropriate name for this."

[not-a-mused.livejournal.com]

"It's irony, Worf," Cal, with all his knowledge of such things, said. "The whole point is to not slumber if you can help it."