fourth floor common room | evening | saturday | november 28

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Hannibal knew that, technically, he should be spending his free time practicing so he wouldn't make a huge fool of himself when he finally fulfilled his requirements for losing his bet with Kate. Instead, he was sprawling in the common room, lights off, with a loud, action packed movie on the television. He'd ordered himself a pizza and decided that pretending that he didn't have humiliation in his future was a much better plan.

[cr's an open place, if'n you want!]

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"Pop, I think," he said, trying to recall. "I dunno, it was kind of like catchy pop. The girl had a decent voice but I could see the song getting annoying after repetitive plays."

[and i must be off to sleeeeeeeep!]

[furnaceface]

//It wouldn't happen to be Lady Gaga, by any chance?//

Shot in the dark for Jono! And he'd heard a bit about her shock-factor videos, and so it only made sense that Hannibal might be mortified to have to learn that dance.

Also, she had a stupid name that seemed easy to forget.

[Good night!]

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Hannibal had to think about it, trying to remember the name Angela had said when she'd recognized the song.

"No and I'm kind of glad it isn't with a name like that," Hannibal admitted. "I'm sure that'd be even worse then what I've got."

[furnaceface]

//I could keep at this all night,// Jono noted, raising an eyebrow. //Yer don't know th'name of the song at all? Perhaps yer could hum a bit of it?//

If he didn't figure this out, this was liable to bother him for the rest of his days. Or, at the very least, until Hannibal was finished with his public humiliation.