Third floor common room, Thursday morning

[lovemykilt]

Priestly wasn't generally the sort of person to just kinda fall asleep wherever he was, but that was just what he and Dinah had done last night during their macho movie fest. They even looked pretty comfy, tumbled together in a manner not unlike puppies, using each other for pillows, surrounded by the remains of snacks.

Priestly's hair was going to look amazing when he woke up. . . . Here's hoping none of that dye managed to rub off on Dinah's cheek overnight.

[ooc: common room is open, though pings from Priestly may not happen until after, like, 10 AM EST. Up early so's to make sure they're established in the room, Dinah modded with permission.]

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[azuldragon.livejournal.com]

Azula made a face, "Please keep your shenanigans to yourselves. You're in a public place."

This is what bratty little sisters get, even not-related bratty little sisters, for being nosy.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"No!" Dinah blurted, then glared at Azula. "No shenanigans! Unless-- I didn't dreamwalk you, right?" She was blinking hard, trying to remember now, and in the meantime, realized that one leg was over Priestly's knee. Errr. Yes. Time to move that and try to look nonchalant. "Just sleeping!"

[lovemykilt]

"Didn't who-what now?" Priestly shook his head. "I, uh. . . . I should go shower. For work. Which I have. Soon."

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"Good plan." Dinah nodded hard, still blushing, definitely not looking at Azula, then gave Priestly a faint smile. "Thanks for, um. Doing guy stuff with me. Last night."

[lovemykilt]

No, Priestly told his brain. That's NOT dirty, dammit, this is DINAH!

"Uh, yeah, no problem." He frowned and rubbed his flattened mohawk. "Anytime."

[azuldragon.livejournal.com]

Azula snorted, "You guys're hilarious."