http://dabblinginbitch.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] dabblinginbitch.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2011-02-15 07:16 pm

Second Floor Common Room, Tuesday Evening

So, Ramona and Tony had had a bet. Or a dare. Whatever, same kind of thing. It had taken her entirely too long, but she had washed the dye out of her hair, and actually added a nice little brown sheen to it, but nevertheless, it was her natural color.

She thought it looked weird -- and not like her at all -- but whatever, she was the clear winner here. And why was that? Because of the boy in the towel.

Even if he was refusing to remove it. She knew what color his hair was under there. Which was why she'd dragged Tony out to the common room, to 'socialize.'

Look, even if Ramona preferred having her hair in pinks or turquoises or oranges or whatever, she knew she was going to get a lot less laughter thrown her way. And it was all his fault for (a) agreeing, and (b) letting her pick the color. Oh, Tony.

So she'd turned on the TV in an effort to pretend like she was doing something other than making fun of poor, innocent, pink-haired Tony, but really, she was keeping an eye on him to keep him from bolting, and on the door to see who would come to look.

[open common room is open! Ramona is a brunette for the time being, and Tony will have pink hair, yes. :)]

[identity profile] willbethenight.livejournal.com 2011-02-16 04:11 am (UTC)(link)
That actually reminded Bruce of something. "Oh speaking of that, I got your flower. Thank you for that. I wasn't expecting it."

[identity profile] willbethenight.livejournal.com 2011-02-16 04:32 am (UTC)(link)
"Your secret's safe with me," Bruce promised. "I don't mind it, personally. If I have someone to spend it with, great. If not, then I don't get in trouble for sending flowers to other girls. It's a no-lose proposition."