Lawn of the Dorms | Late Late Late Sunday Night | April 18

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After last weekend, the students of Fandom were probably hoping for a nice, lazy weekend before their week filled with finals. Unfortunately, it could never be easy for people who lived on the island. Where there was once still and quiet, there was now a shrill fire alarm going off, blaring loud enough to even be heard by the deepest of sleeper.

Time to evacuate the dorms, students! And, once everyone started spilling out onto the lawn, they'd find that Fandom had another treat for them. It was warm, that was good, but at some point that night it'd started raining. And it wasn't just ordinary rain. It was raining chocolate syrup and occasionally hailing down marshmallows.

Just another typical late night out on the lawn of the dorms for a fire drill! Hope you brought your umbrella!

[open fire drill! after radio so NFB!]

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[wwiii]

"Shirtless, with a coating of chocolate," Warren contributed, so very helpfully. "The chocolate is an important factor, in this case."

He'd look good enough to eat!

[longislandiceme]

"Girls totally go for that," Bobby nodded. "...Not that I know from experience or anything." Because, well. He didn't.

[wwiii]

"Clearly, we have to remedy this," Warren laughed. "I vote we slather you in it, and then march you into the Perk first."

[longislandiceme]

"Hey, hey," Bobby protested, his hands up in the air. "I think my girlfriend might object to that." Why yes, that was a huge ear-splitting grin accompanying that word starting with g there.

[wwiii]

Wait, what? Did Warren's ears deceive him? Or did he totally just hear the G-word, there?

"Drake, you hound, you!" There went his hands, resting on his hips, and he was grinning right back. "Dare I ask who the lucky girl is?"

[longislandiceme]

"Sookie," Bobby was still grinning. "It's, um, kind of new? I mean, we've been friends forever but then there was Prom and kissing and we talked the other day and... yeah."

[wwiii]

Of course Bobby realized that Warren was going to reach out to clap him on the shoulder with one chocolatey hand, right?

"Well, congratulations, Drake. Now, you better treat her well, right?"

Yeah... he didn't really know Sookie. But that didn't mean he wasn't going to be the one to say it, here.

[longislandiceme]

"Of course!" Look, they'd been officially dating for all of two days and she hadn't run away screaming. It was a new record.

[wwiii]

"Got any hot dates planned, now?"

And now they had reached the point of the evening where they gossipped. While dripping chocolate.