3rd Floor Common Room [Sunday Afternoon]

[longislandiceme]

Bobby's ability to somehow procure massive amounts of food had not deserted him, as evidenced by the fact that currently in the common room there was one (1) Bobby Drake, a stack of the last three (3) issues of Rebel Justice Unleashed and one dozen (12) pizzas of various varieties.

The common room was open and Bobby was perfectly willing to share... the pizzas, that is. Persuading him to share comic books might be a more difficult task.

[ooc: bored. avoiding doing anything resembling something productive, at least until I have to go back to school tomorrow.]

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[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

"Um, no, the things attacking the school try to kill people," Chuck clarified. "The teachers are actually really nice."

[notmyownage]

Ah, they were back to the hazing again, huh? She supposed she shouldn't be surprised. "Things."

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

"Yes. Things," Chuck said. "Zombies, vampires, guys with pickaxes that you eventually start sleeping with..."

[notmyownage]

Yep. More hazing. "Pickaxes. That's new."

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

"They hurt," Chuck said, unconsciously rolling his shoulder. "But that stuff doesn't happen too often."

[notmyownage]

"So I totally shouldn't be surprised if I never see it, right?"

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

"You should consider yourself lucky if you never see it," Chuck said. "But you will. It's inevitable."

[notmyownage]

"Right. I'll keep my eyes open."