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fandomhighdorms2009-08-25 08:53 pm
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Fifth Floor Common Room, Tuesday Evening
Hurley sat on a couch in the common room, though metaphorically he was still on cloud nine.
He was a man now. It was totally awesome.
The TV was showing some TV show where this giant basketball player was playing other people at their own sports. He wasn't paying too much attention, admittedly. He was paying more attention to his nachos.
He had enough chips and cheese and stuff for other folks to have nachos, too.
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He was a man now. It was totally awesome.
The TV was showing some TV show where this giant basketball player was playing other people at their own sports. He wasn't paying too much attention, admittedly. He was paying more attention to his nachos.
He had enough chips and cheese and stuff for other folks to have nachos, too.
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However, instead of being grumpy about said boredom, she was attempting to sit in one of the common rooms -- her own, for a change. That was kind of shiny and new.
"Hey," she greeted as she walked into the common room, pulling her hair up in a ponytail.
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Because brain breaking? Was kind of Elle's hobby.
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Because more than a few people had their moments, in her opinion.
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Which would be pretty much the only thing keeping her from doing it. She'd kind of like to not make teachers write home about her just yet.
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Om nom, nachos.
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