http://formermayqueen.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] formermayqueen.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2009-09-27 12:09 pm

Third Floor Common Room - Sunday Afternoon

Cordelia had taken over the center of one of the common room couches, her manicure set spread out before her on the coffee table. On the television was a cycle four marathon of one of the Top Model shows, and Tyra had just finished her meltdown during judging.

She wasn't giving up the remote to anyone.

[identity profile] chic-harper.livejournal.com 2009-09-27 07:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Harper was probably looking as miserable as she felt. Her eyes were all red and puffy from crying and her hair was a mess from having spent her entire Saturday in bed. If she was a contestant on Top Model, Tyra would have had another meltdown.

She had debated spending all of Sunday in bed, too, but her stomach overrode that decision. There wasn't any apple juice in the fridge in the fourth floor common room, so Harper went down one floor.

[identity profile] likes-chicken.livejournal.com 2009-09-27 07:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Hurley was bored, and Penelope was busy.

This meant he was wandering around looking for something to do.

"...Whoa, model show?" Hurley said. "Awesome."

[identity profile] likes-chicken.livejournal.com 2009-09-27 07:33 pm (UTC)(link)
"...you don't look so good," Hurley said, worried for his little sib.

[identity profile] chic-harper.livejournal.com 2009-09-27 07:40 pm (UTC)(link)
"I don't feel so good," said Harper. "I've been feeling awful since Thursday morning."

[identity profile] likes-chicken.livejournal.com 2009-09-27 07:49 pm (UTC)(link)
"What's wrong?" Hurley said. "You need to lie down and stuff?"

[identity profile] chic-harper.livejournal.com 2009-09-27 07:51 pm (UTC)(link)
"I didn't get out of bed all day yesterday," said Harper. "I thought it would help if I got something to eat."

[identity profile] likes-chicken.livejournal.com 2009-09-27 07:53 pm (UTC)(link)
"...dude," Hurley said. "Yeah, you should be lying down. I'll make you some soup or something."

[identity profile] chic-harper.livejournal.com 2009-09-27 07:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"And some apple juice?" asked Harper, flopping the couch.

[identity profile] likes-chicken.livejournal.com 2009-09-27 08:01 pm (UTC)(link)
"Apple juice is good," Hurley said. "So are, like, nauseous or anything?" Hurley said, heading to go search the cabinets.

[identity profile] chic-harper.livejournal.com 2009-09-27 08:03 pm (UTC)(link)
"No, it's more like a broken heart," said Harper.

[identity profile] likes-chicken.livejournal.com 2009-09-27 08:09 pm (UTC)(link)
"Ohhh man," Hurley said. "You wanna skip the soup and jump to the ice cream?"

Penelope had him trained well.

[identity profile] chic-harper.livejournal.com 2009-09-27 08:12 pm (UTC)(link)
"Ice cream won't make Eric change his mind," Harper whimpered.

The soup might have been a safer choice.

[identity profile] likes-chicken.livejournal.com 2009-09-27 08:19 pm (UTC)(link)
"...Eric?" Hurley said. "Like... little dude Eric?"

[identity profile] chic-harper.livejournal.com 2009-09-27 08:25 pm (UTC)(link)
"The Eric who only likes dudes, not the Eric who's dating a lot of other girls," said Harper with a sigh. "Of course I have to fall for the one who likes boys. And we got along beautifully when I was a boy for a day."

[identity profile] chic-harper.livejournal.com 2009-09-27 08:26 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'll give it a try. Thanks," said Harper, with a sniff. She wiped away a year.

[identity profile] likes-chicken.livejournal.com 2009-09-27 08:28 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh, man," Hurley said. "That's... not healthy."

[identity profile] likes-chicken.livejournal.com 2009-09-27 08:32 pm (UTC)(link)
"...They did what?" Hurley said. "That sounds mean."

[identity profile] chic-harper.livejournal.com 2009-09-27 08:38 pm (UTC)(link)
"Tell me about it," said Harper, wibbling. There were fresh tears running down her face and it looked like she was going to start bawling at any moment.

[identity profile] likes-chicken.livejournal.com 2009-09-27 08:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Hurley had found some apple juice and poured a glass. He brought it over and sat next to her. "Here's your juice."

[identity profile] chic-harper.livejournal.com 2009-09-27 08:39 pm (UTC)(link)
"They're so stupid! They tell you that they want one thing and when you give it to them, it's not enough!" ranted Harper. "I have no idea anymore what it will take to make him happy."

[identity profile] chic-harper.livejournal.com 2009-09-27 08:42 pm (UTC)(link)
"Thank you," said Harper, gulping down most of the juice in one shot. All that crying had left her pretty dehydrated.

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