http://onlysmokesnics.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] onlysmokesnics.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2009-09-04 09:56 pm

Fourth Floor Common Room | Friday Late Evening | 9/4

Hayley was having trouble sleeping again. She'd tried everything. Counting jumping sheep, counting sheep jumping in a minefield, the usual sort of thing. None of it was working. So Hayley padded out to the common room in her bright pink pajamas (thank you, Elle).

She turned on the TV, only to discover late night re-runs of Vanessa Saturn. Wow, TV had change a lot since her time...

[[Open to one and all]]

[[eta: collapsing asleep now, folks. Will pick up SP tags tomorrow, if that's okay.]]

[identity profile] unborn-renegade.livejournal.com 2009-09-05 04:36 am (UTC)(link)
He shook his head, and gestured at his shoulder again. He had someone!

[identity profile] unborn-renegade.livejournal.com 2009-09-05 04:40 am (UTC)(link)
Jak made a few lofty gestures that implied that Daxter wasn't an it, he was a he, and he'd be both put off by being mistaken for an it and would probably try to hit on Hayley in the same breath.

As to whether he got any of this across? Your mileage may vary.

[identity profile] unborn-renegade.livejournal.com 2009-09-05 04:48 am (UTC)(link)
... Jak sighed.

He nodded.

He was used to people interpreting him as they wished, depressingly enough.

[identity profile] unborn-renegade.livejournal.com 2009-09-05 04:55 am (UTC)(link)
That did seem fair-- well, fair in as much as anything that involved people utterly misinterpreting him went. He shot the remote a look before taking it.

Aiming it at the television, he promptly switched the channel back to MTV. He was hoping for more Wildboyz.