Bobby Drake (
longislandiceme) wrote in
fandomhighdorms2009-07-28 07:43 pm
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3rd Floor Common Room, Tuesday Night
Being human-shaped- and thus having full mobility that didn't involve waddling- again rocked. Which is why Bobby had fully-mobiled himself all the way out to the common room, and was now flipping through channels.
"Boring, boring, boring, seen it, boring..." he muttered. His stomach grumbled, and he found himself hoping that the "show up in a common room and people will feed you" rule worked even if one happened to be the first one there. Otherwise, dinner was gonna be cereal and ice cream.
[ooc: open!]
"Boring, boring, boring, seen it, boring..." he muttered. His stomach grumbled, and he found himself hoping that the "show up in a common room and people will feed you" rule worked even if one happened to be the first one there. Otherwise, dinner was gonna be cereal and ice cream.
[ooc: open!]

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"Anything really bad we could at least make fun of?"
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"Hello, Bobby. How've you been? Would you, uh,... I'm not sure what I'm making quite yet, but you're welcome as soon as I've got it done."
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"Chicken all right?"
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"It's never bothered me," he admitted as he started seasoning the chicken. The rice went into the pot next for washing.
"I get turned into a kitten... what does it really matter? It doesn't look like me anyway."
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The chicken needed slicing now.
"And lace. Ribbons and lace and she took pictures of it as well. My... sister can be a bit strange sometimes."
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"That depends on if you mean animals or Animals, of course. One's a comment on pet care and the other one's a political statement where I'm from."