Fifth Floor Common Room [evening]

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Puck lounged on a sofa, a few boxes of Chinese food before him, as he flipped aimlessly through channels before finally settling on VH1 to watch the Top 100 Worst Songs ever, or something.

He wasn't all that interested, honestly, but it was something to have on in the background while he conducted a little experiment he called, "Does food really attract cute girls people to common rooms?"

Puck being Puck, cooking was out of the question unless everyone wanted something flambé. So he had purposely gotten way more food than he would normally eat (though, you know, it was Chinese food. He'd still eat it in an hour if no one showed.) and set in to wait. Meanwhile, some horrible band with frizzy hair squalled away on the television.

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[iamnotallgirl]

Jill burst into the common room and, upon finding it had people in it--some of them boys, thank God--said, "Okay, I am fully aware of just how sad and desperate this is, yes, but can I interest anybody in a prom date? You just have to take pictures and dance with me a time or two, I swear."

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Puck raised an eyebrow at her in consideration, and asked, "If those are the only obligations, why do you need one?"

[iamnotallgirl]

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" Jill asked.

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"I mean, if all he has to do is dance a couple times and take a picture, why bother getting a date? Why not go stag and then not have to deal with keeping track of someone else all night?" he wondered.

[iamnotallgirl]

Boys. Jill gave him a 'how are you so stupid?' look and explained, slowly and carefully, "Because it's the prom."

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"Ah. But isn't the point to like, go with someone you...know?" Puck wondered. "I mean, for me, it's not. I'm going solo to hook up with as many girls as possible. But for people who actually give a crap about prom, I guess it's different?"

[iamnotallgirl]

"...yes. Yes, it is," Jill said, sounding rather...appalled.