http://death-and-pies.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] death-and-pies.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2009-06-11 02:54 pm

Lawn of the Dorms | Late, Late, Late Night (2am EST)

It was a quiet night. Just after midnight, a steady rain had started falling, drenching the island quickly and showing no sign of slowing. A few hours later, at 2am, the peace of the night was broken when the fire alarm started blaring. It would shrilly blare, stop and then repeat the same shrill blare two seconds later. And it was not going to stop until the all clear was given.

Thus, all the students had to carry their tired selves from their snuggly significant others or their snuggly beds to go wait IN THE RAIN on the dorm lawn. The fire department was making sure all the students were a safe distance away from the school so there were no awnings to hide under. All the students would be stuck out in the steady rain.

The fire department headed into the building but this could take awhile. Enjoy your fire drill, kids!

[IT'S FIRE DRILL TIEMS! Just remember it's raining but it's warm. Have fun! See here for fire drill details! And take a look here for our previous fire drill!]

[identity profile] rocksthescarf.livejournal.com 2009-06-12 01:23 am (UTC)(link)
Chuck smirked. "Fine. But if it doesn't work we're going for the good cop/bad cop scenario."

That may or may not include handcuffs.

[identity profile] golden-rising.livejournal.com 2009-06-12 01:26 am (UTC)(link)
Serena did not want to think about handcuffs and Chuck. She really didn't. "Do I get to be the bad cop this time?"

[identity profile] rocksthescarf.livejournal.com 2009-06-12 01:29 am (UTC)(link)
"Of course. I love it when you get all aggressive." He could do the good cop thing. Sort of.

[identity profile] golden-rising.livejournal.com 2009-06-12 01:31 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh god Chuck," she'd been joking, mostly, and now the image in her mind? "Don't say things like that. Ever."

[identity profile] rocksthescarf.livejournal.com 2009-06-12 01:38 am (UTC)(link)
"Hey, I didn't even describe the outfit I pictured you wearing when you do this," Chuck said.

[identity profile] golden-rising.livejournal.com 2009-06-12 01:39 am (UTC)(link)
"And you aren't going to," she responded, voice flat and her look so-not-joking.

[identity profile] rocksthescarf.livejournal.com 2009-06-12 01:45 am (UTC)(link)
Chuck sighed. "Fine, Sis, fine. It'll stay in the deep dark corners of my mind."

[identity profile] golden-rising.livejournal.com 2009-06-12 01:45 am (UTC)(link)
"Like so many other things," she pointed out, "exactly where it should stay."

[identity profile] rocksthescarf.livejournal.com 2009-06-12 02:10 am (UTC)(link)
"You know, old Serena would have loved to know what dirty things are on my mind." That...probably wasn't true.

[identity profile] golden-rising.livejournal.com 2009-06-12 02:13 am (UTC)(link)
It was entirely not true, but just like Chuck to claim it, "no, even the old Serena was never so high or drunk to want that Chuck."

[identity profile] rocksthescarf.livejournal.com 2009-06-12 02:19 am (UTC)(link)
"Such denial," Chuck said, shaking his head.

[identity profile] golden-rising.livejournal.com 2009-06-12 02:21 am (UTC)(link)
"You believe what you want to, Chuck," she shook her head. "You always do."