http://willbethenight.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] willbethenight.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2010-11-16 08:27 pm

Fifth Floor Common Room, Tuesday evening

Bruce could be out of his room without feeling the need to find a more private place with the first person he saw. It was a good feeling. A good enough feeling that Bruce was willing to actually risk messing with the television in the common room again. But first? Threats.

"If you act up on me, I will end you," Bruce whispered while kneeling in front of the set. "There's a window right there. I will throw you out of it. You will be destroyed. And then I'll buy a new TV for the floor. I can afford something that will make you look like you're a black and white set. Nobody will miss you. So behave, or you'll force me to prove that I'm serious."

Bruce settled into a seat on the sofa and turned on PBS. It worked just fine. "I'm glad we could come to this arrangement," Bruce said with a bit of a smirk.

Good job badgering the inanimate object into working, Bruce.

[OOC: Much like the writing utensil I use exclusively for writing the third vowel, this post is open.]

[identity profile] shes-got-legs.livejournal.com 2010-11-17 03:36 am (UTC)(link)
"Why?" Ariel asked, eyes going a bit wide with concern. "What happened?"

[identity profile] inneedofcoffee.livejournal.com 2010-11-17 03:39 am (UTC)(link)
Maladicta opened her mouth to say something, but thought better of it. Oh, Ariel. The things you did to people. "I ran out of coffee."

That worked just fine.

[identity profile] shes-got-legs.livejournal.com 2010-11-17 03:40 am (UTC)(link)
It was now Ariel's turn to pause, head tilted a little.

"Don't they have a whole store for coffee in town?"

[identity profile] inneedofcoffee.livejournal.com 2010-11-17 03:42 am (UTC)(link)
Stealing a page from Alexander, she cleared her throat. "Yes."

[identity profile] shes-got-legs.livejournal.com 2010-11-17 03:43 am (UTC)(link)
"Were they out, too?" Ariel wondered. "So you couldn't restock?"

[identity profile] inneedofcoffee.livejournal.com 2010-11-17 03:47 am (UTC)(link)
"It's was a terrible week," Maladicta agreed, not really giving an answer on that one.

[identity profile] shes-got-legs.livejournal.com 2010-11-17 03:50 am (UTC)(link)
"That does sound really bad," Ariel agreed, though she had enough sense to not mention that she couldn't imagine it; coffee tasted like mud to her unless she put about fifty packets of sugar in it.

And then it was delicious.

"But this week will be a better one!" she assured her. "Did you get the invitation to my party? I was working on the food list today, I can still make sure there's plenty of coffee."

[identity profile] inneedofcoffee.livejournal.com 2010-11-17 03:52 am (UTC)(link)
"Well, then I'll be forced to attend."

And not just because Alexander was making her.

[identity profile] shes-got-legs.livejournal.com 2010-11-17 03:53 am (UTC)(link)
"Well, I wouldn't want you forced," said Ariel with a giggle. "But if that's what it takes!"

[identity profile] inneedofcoffee.livejournal.com 2010-11-17 03:59 am (UTC)(link)
"As long as I'm not expected to swim."

[identity profile] shes-got-legs.livejournal.com 2010-11-17 04:03 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, no," said Ariel, nodding with assurance. "Swimming it totally optional. There will be lots of other things, too, including music. Since Jono doesn't swim, either, he's going to DJ."