http://wesleynotponcy.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] wesleynotponcy.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2010-09-03 01:13 pm

Fourth Floor Common Room, Friday Afternoon

Wes was having a... strange day. For one thing, he still had a few globs of pie filling in his hair from his Badass class earlier, and he was still annoyed at the way his Science of Deduction teacher had criticized his "tiny brain." So he retreated to the common room to decompress. Showering might have been a better choice, but sitting in the common room with a stack of books seemed more appealing. So he did.

[identity profile] swordsandsoccer.livejournal.com 2010-09-03 08:39 pm (UTC)(link)
"This was supposed to be me getting home," Dolf said, ruefully.

And, alright, a little self-indulgent about his own misery, but he was allowed.

[identity profile] swordsandsoccer.livejournal.com 2010-09-03 08:45 pm (UTC)(link)
"It is safe, and there's food," Dolf agreed, and kind of wanted to kick his legs out at something, but there wasn't anything. "How did you get here?" A pause. "...And what is your name? Sorry, I hadn't thought to ask."

[identity profile] swordsandsoccer.livejournal.com 2010-09-03 08:55 pm (UTC)(link)
"Rudolf," Dolf said, used to using that in any language close to Germanic, then caught himself. "Dolf Wega," he ammended. "People can send you here?"

[identity profile] swordsandsoccer.livejournal.com 2010-09-03 09:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Dolf shrugged, and absolutely refused to blush again. "They could be," he said, stubbornly.