http://boywonder03.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] boywonder03.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2010-05-10 05:18 pm
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Fifth Floor Common Room - Monday Evening

Tim had blown up a papaya, defended the cafeteria from redecorating Vikings and had generally had a pretty interesting day, not even considering who his P.E. teacher was. He just wanted to relax for a bit without worrying about the space-time continuum, so he microwaved a meal he'd found in the freezer and turned the TV on to a NASA special on Discovery Channel.


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[identity profile] boywonder03.livejournal.com 2010-05-11 05:48 am (UTC)(link)
Tim eyed her. "I'd really rather not."

[identity profile] boywonder03.livejournal.com 2010-05-11 05:50 am (UTC)(link)
"Sure, I can totally be your Zagat's guide to Gotham," Tim said. Especially if it gave him a chance to warn a few people in whichever Gotham she was going to.
trigons_child: (Sitting & listening)

[personal profile] trigons_child 2010-05-11 05:52 am (UTC)(link)
"I have to agree," Raven said, smiling. "Natural is much more attractive." She settled on the arm of a chair and studied her roommate. "Will you be disappearing into the closet much this summer, or will you be here more often?" she asked. "The room is very quiet without you."


[Now I must sleep...sp OK? :) ]

[identity profile] oops-mbad.livejournal.com 2010-05-11 06:00 am (UTC)(link)
"Aw! But then everyone would really know that it's time to tell you strange stories about aliens, magic users, and talking cats!" Samuel's ears perked up at that last one. Diana tried to look innocent.

[identity profile] boywonder03.livejournal.com 2010-05-11 06:05 am (UTC)(link)
Did the cat understand? "If you want to tell me a talking cat story, go right ahead," Tim said.

[identity profile] oops-mbad.livejournal.com 2010-05-11 06:08 am (UTC)(link)
Samuel took that as his cue to jump on the couch and start meowling for scritches. Diana rolled her eyes. "Sometimes, I think that cat likes everyone. And what kind of a talking cat story would like? Really don't believe the aliens? Barney isn't one, by the way." She was wondering why Barney kept coming up in her mind tonight.

[identity profile] wantstocheer.livejournal.com 2010-05-11 11:38 am (UTC)(link)
"Little bit," she admitted. "But it doesn't really bother me."

In another minute, it would be impossible to tell anything happened to her hands.

[identity profile] anarchist-queen.livejournal.com 2010-05-11 04:08 pm (UTC)(link)
"So, what's up with the orange?" Leda had thus far not been exposed to the horrors of spray tans.
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