Third Floor Common Room | Thursday Evening | 11/18

[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

Peter Bishop was having a kind of boring week. Giant robot spiders and Ellis Island aside.

To combat (or perhaps continue) that trend, Peter entered a common room with a stack of pizza boxes (complete with pizzas inside!) and a large bag filled with smaller bags of plastic army men. He set the pizzas to the side, switched on the TV to a terrible war movie about Pearl Harbor starring Ben Affleck, and started covering every surface he could find in army men. Leaving just enough paths that he could step through without crushing some poor green soldier.

Yes, he was definitely bored.

[ooc: Open. Not posting from class bored. Rly]

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[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

"I know my Ursa major from my Ursa minor," Peter said. "And a few more things than that."

He gave her a charming smile. "I'm ready to go now, if you want."

[icecoldfrost]

"Let me go grab a jacket and some shoes first," Emma said, already heading towards the door. "I'll meet you in the lobby in ten?" It would give her enough time to change and grab her coat and a flashlight, so that they weren't trying to pick their way down the beach completely blind.

[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

"Ten," Peter said, switching off the TV. "I'll need to get a jacket, myself."