Fourth Floor Common Room, Tuesday Afternoon

[unborn-renegade.livejournal.com]

Eeeeverything was awesome. Everything. Okay, some left over weird from last week with all the marriage and stuff, but Jak was happy (and eager) to leave that part in the past. Especially when he had an enormous bowl full of nachos, some dip, and the television.

People were going to rue the day they introduced Jak to television. Seriously.

He perched his feet on the table, snagged a nacho, and turned the channel to professional motorcycling. Oh yeah.

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[unborn-renegade.livejournal.com]

Jak would complain about the lack of attention for his sign, but...

There were more important things going on. His eyes slipped that way at just about the right moment, and widened appreciatively. Oh, totally! He pumped his fist. Come on. Next time!

[longislandiceme]

Hey, he paid attention! Really! It's just that that was a totally sweet almost-wipeout which deserved to be noted and all. "You ride one of these?" he asked. Hey, it was the sort of question that could be answered with a nod or a headshake.

[unborn-renegade.livejournal.com]

He nodded repeatedly, grinning a lot. Zoomer, dude. They were the best thing ever.