The Sixth Floor, Friday Afternoon (Pre-Dance)

[icecoldfrost]

Once again, Emma had taken over the sixth floor, setting-up spots for hair and make-up, as well as making sure there were lots of snacks to munch on while people got ready. She was 'helped' in all this by a terrier puppy who was running around, supervising all the details.

After all, so many of the people at Fandom were completely hopeless when it came to things like this. It was her civic duty to try and at least prevent people from embarrassing themselves.


[OOC: Post is open to all the girls in the dorms! No, no boys allowed (EXCEPT THE AUTHORIZED CRASHER WHO KNOWS WHO HE IS). If you seriously annoy Emma, she will brain-zap your butt back downstairs, and you will hiccup uncontrollably for the rest of the night. ETA: UP. FINALLY. I'm around on SP until 6CST, and then AFK until 11ish.]

Comments

Re: Hanging Out/Snacking

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"Promise I won't make you waste that precious first one." Sarcasm on the other hand, Effy could well match herself and was quite happy with. "Terrifying prospect for all of us if you run out." She might not know Emma that well, but the inkling that she could be formidable was not something she'd overlooked.

Re: Hanging Out/Snacking

[icecoldfrost]

"Who knows what could happen if I exhausted the small supply I have?" she sighed. "I might make sure the punch stayed un-spiked out of spite, or make everyone think they were seeing naked fairies dancing on the chaperones."

Re: Hanging Out/Snacking

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"Think I'll be bringing my own stash, just in case." Un-spiked punch at a school dance was a sad, sad thing. Because who was to say someone else wouldn't make up for her lack of patience testing somewhere along the way.