Second floor common room, Saturday morning

[gobrookeyourself]

There were pros and cons to the greatest week ever.

Pros: Boys. And a valid, obvious reason to do them without anyone getting judgey.

Cons: Usually she could do what she wanted when she wanted with who and it was no problem, so that part wasn't really any different from her on a normal day. But after a while that antsiness came back, and at this time of the day on a Saturday, who knew who was actually around/not already- ahem- busy.

So it was a mildly frustrated Brooke waiting impatiently for the coffee to brew, sometimes with irritated hand gestures that she knew wouldn't work and the occasional, "Come on already." Because it had not occurred to her that caffeine would not help.


[I am up too damn early and nowhere I need to be opens for hours. Entertain me.]

Comments

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"You're never going to be with anyone?" Alex asked, perhaps misinterpreting Griff's words. "Well, then amend that to me walking in while you're enjoying...yourself."

[youcantfollow.livejournal.com]

Griff frowned, not liking that there was the potential for that. "Your mind takes up permanent residence in the gutter, Karev. You should get out more, see there's more to life that getting off."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"There is?" Well, there didn't seem to be this week. "Why, Griff, what would I do without you, leading me towards the light of purity and joy?"

[youcantfollow.livejournal.com]

"Stay in our room and screw all day, I'd gather," Griff sighed, not knowing how he'd been paired with someone so not at all like him.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Except I'm out here now," he pointed out. "So, obviously that isn't true. But, damn, that doesn't sound too bad at all."