Fifth Floor Common Room [Wednesday evening]

[justwantsquiet.livejournal.com]

Sookie had gotten phone calls from both her grandmother and Tara earlier about the coming weekend. Gran had said she definitely wouldn't be able to come due to a recent storm taking out some pretty heavy damage on the house, so finances were limited. Tara had said she'd do what she could, but to expect a visitor no matter what. That was...cryptic and weird, but Sookie had kind of dismissed it as Tara being Tara.

In any case, to cheer herself up a little, she'd moved out to the common room and was whipping up a batch of chocolate-chip cookies. Partly because they made her feel better, and partly because she owed them to someone, so it'd be a good idea to have them on hand. She turned the TV onto Squee, because even if she couldn't sing, other kids could, and they'd make her happier. Plus, fake baby storylines were always amazing.

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[longislandiceme]

"I think this may be the new normal," Bobby admitted. "Which means eventually I'm gonna have a week where nothing weird happens at all and I'll spend it all freaked out because I'm expecting something to happen."

[futuresmuggler.livejournal.com]

"If that happens, I'll promise I'll seek out a gremlin. Just to make things right again." She wasn't serious. Probably. Unless she got those suits.

[longislandiceme]

"...I'm not sure whether I should be grateful or not about that," Bobby admitted. "I mean, being bitten by something doesn't sound like the most fun ever."

[futuresmuggler.livejournal.com]

"I get the impression it's something that happens to everyone, so I figure it's got to be like this town's version of common childhood diseases," she rationalized.

[longislandiceme]

"So you'd be immunizing me against it happening again?"