Bobby Drake (
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fandomhighdorms2009-08-24 07:39 am
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3rd Floor Common Room, Monday Morning
Bobby was up and halfway dressed before he remembered that it was, oh yeah, break week.
Going back to sleep at this point would just be kinda silly, he felt, and so he wandered out to the common room and flopped down on the couch with a bowl of cereal as he flipped through the channels.
Man, weekday morning television sucked. It was mostly morning talk shows, and the only cartoons were for like, five year olds. Bobby required cartoons that were at least rated Y7.
[ooc: yeah, so it's a bit of method RP. I have no idea why I'm up this early.]
Going back to sleep at this point would just be kinda silly, he felt, and so he wandered out to the common room and flopped down on the couch with a bowl of cereal as he flipped through the channels.
Man, weekday morning television sucked. It was mostly morning talk shows, and the only cartoons were for like, five year olds. Bobby required cartoons that were at least rated Y7.
[ooc: yeah, so it's a bit of method RP. I have no idea why I'm up this early.]

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So she came toddling out sleepily in her pajamas, already going through the motions of making coffee before she noticed Bobby. "Morning! Anything good on TV?"
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It was way, way too early for quests.
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"Morning," she added in a wave to the greeting. Alex was in need of some caffeine, oh yes.
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She'd seen him a couple of times but couldn't remember ever really talking to him before now.
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and a lot more like Katchoo than either of them would admit towhen she shuffled up to the fourth floor in search of something to eat that didn't have a disturbing amount of brightly colored sprinkles on it. (She might have developed a junk food addiction, but there was no way Fruity Pebbles were going in her mouth. Nothing edible should be those colors.)"Oh," she said, brightening just a fraction. "Hello, Bobby!"
She'd meant to wait until now to try and straighten her hair, honest.
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sheer elegance in its simplicityimpressive in its twisted way."Gabrielle? Inhabit the same world as everyone else sometimes, please.
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"Some people'll do anything to make a buck," he agreed.
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Yes, but they're all on the opposite coast"I don't think so. This is just the more interesting of the television choices."no subject
It's Diana. Saying creepy but accurate things by accident is her talent."Ugh. What's the alternative? Bitchy housewives beating each other with Tupperware?" Diana sleepily stumbled through the kitchen in search of cat food and cereal. This had the potential to not end well.no subject
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