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fandomhighdorms2010-11-16 08:27 pm
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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.]
"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.]

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And, really, it was kind of nice to just be able to say that, rather than trying to think of ways to cover it up, though she did watch Bruce carefully for any signs of thinking it was just too weird.
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From the air.
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And stalking people eating at tables at restaurants with verandas for their french fries.
"He's the one who first told me about dinglehoppers. He's not going to believe me when I tell him they're actually called forks, and they're not at all for personal grooming."
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