Third floor common room [afternoon]

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Frankly speaking, a Mat Cauthon with too much time on his hands was a kind of terrifying thing.

Witness example number one: Mat, in a common room, juggling an apple, two spoons, and a carving knife.

At least he wasn't blindfolded?

[OOC: So very open.]

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"Two guys from town, a teacher, and I were a band. We climbed on a rooftop and played a whole album," Zayne said.

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Mat laughed harder. "I wish I'd flaming been there."

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"It's not always funny. Sometimes it's really creepy. One of my friends thought he was a sexy cheerleader one time. It was a bad day to be in his dorm room," Zayne said.

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Mat winced. "That would be bloody disturbing. So...no green girls or short girls or ones who will turn you into a cheerleader."

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"Basically, no gremlin girls," Zayne summarized.

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"I'm not sure I want to get close enough to tell them apart," Mat laughed. "I'll stick with the regular kind of girl."