Fifth Floor Common Room, Monday Afternoon

[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

Hurley, despite actually being in a relationship, was still a sucker for Expose marathons. He couldn't help it. He was drawn like a moth to a flame.

Or in this instance, like a teenage boy armed with popcorn and soda to a couch in front of a TV.

...Okay, the simile was a stretch.

[ooc: Open!]

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[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

"Phew," Hurley said. "I just, yeah..."

Hurley just wanted to make sure he could have sex again, and was hoping watching strippers fight crime wasn't going to put an end to it.

"They're probably all really mean in person anyway."

[bad-nose-job.livejournal.com]

As long as he wasn't all about the sex. Pen might have something to say about that.

"Probably. And I bet they stink."

[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

"Like... old plastic bottles," Hurley said, chuckling.