http://flashesforinfo.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] flashesforinfo.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2009-06-06 12:39 am

4th Floor Common Room [Friday Evening]

This week was working very, very nicely for Angela, thank you. She hadn't kissed or flirted with the wrong people, or been without someone to help her out when she wanted to get rid of that excess pent up energy.

This last few days, had been kind of amazing (if tiring) as far as she was concerned, and the amount of time she'd spent outside her room, had been minimal.

Occasionally though, there was a need for things like food and showers, and it was the first of those things that had driven her from her cosy room and boyfriend to make sandwiches (easy things, she didn't have the concentration for more than that) and she was pottering around the common room kitchen in hot pants and a t-shirt putting them together, humming to a jingle on the TV as she did so.

[[Common room is open like a common room is.]]

[identity profile] darkangelsawyer.livejournal.com 2009-06-06 02:27 am (UTC)(link)
"With the images you just put in my head of you and Hannibal?" Peyton asked with another eyebrow raise. "I may never eat it again."

[identity profile] darkangelsawyer.livejournal.com 2009-06-06 02:33 am (UTC)(link)
"Please tell me you are not inviting me to watch!" Peyton said, eyes huge.

[identity profile] darkangelsawyer.livejournal.com 2009-06-06 02:37 am (UTC)(link)
"What good are hot images when you can't do anything about them?" she grumbled. "And thank GOD."

[identity profile] darkangelsawyer.livejournal.com 2009-06-06 02:43 am (UTC)(link)
"Angela," Peyton moaned. "I am so sex-crazed right now. You can not do this to me!"

[identity profile] darkangelsawyer.livejournal.com 2009-06-06 02:49 am (UTC)(link)
"Look I've tried the whole Brooke-ing myself thing and it sooooo doesn't cut it," Peytn argued, "So unless you want to find me a man..."

[identity profile] darkangelsawyer.livejournal.com 2009-06-06 02:52 am (UTC)(link)
Peyton just raised an eyebrow. "Think about it."

[identity profile] darkangelsawyer.livejournal.com 2009-06-06 02:56 am (UTC)(link)
"And I'm not going to tell," Peyton said firmly. "Anyway... so not good enough."

[identity profile] darkangelsawyer.livejournal.com 2009-06-06 03:00 am (UTC)(link)
"Tell me about it!" Peyton said in frustration. "And I can't even imagine tomorrow in detention feeling like this. I swear I was about ready to molest Captain Algren yesterday. Okay, not that he isn't incredibly hot, but still... Teacher..."

[identity profile] darkangelsawyer.livejournal.com 2009-06-06 03:02 am (UTC)(link)
"Okay, not so dirty, maybe, but still," she protested. "I'm technically working for him."

[identity profile] darkangelsawyer.livejournal.com 2009-06-06 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
"I swear, another moment in that class and I would have offered," Peyton muttered, hiding her face. "What the hell is wrong with this island? It can't make up its mind or something?"

[identity profile] darkangelsawyer.livejournal.com 2009-06-06 03:12 am (UTC)(link)
"I was stuck at the store till midnight last night," Peyton said. "And today was mostly spent in my room... you know."