Third Floor Common Room; Sunday Evening [ 03/27 ].

[daventryprince.livejournal.com]

Alexander wasn't doing anything particularly interesting tonight; he had just decided that he should at least do nothing particularly interesting in the common room rather than his own room, in the hopes that, perhaps, it could become something interesting.

He considered the television, but, overall, just settled on the couch with a book instead. Far more engaging and, perhaps, when he was ready for a break, he might hit up the kitchette for a little bit of culinary action. For some strange reason, it was making him crave a fried sandwich to dip in some sort of fruit jam...

How strange.


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Comments

[daventryprince.livejournal.com]

"Shoe thievery?"

Really, it had to be asked.

[didntchewgrass.livejournal.com]

"She arrives in a strange land and the first thing she does is steal the shoes off a dead witch that her hours landed on," Elphaba said. "It seems rude, if you ask me."

[daventryprince.livejournal.com]

There was a bit of a pause there, considering Daventry was basically a kingdom founded on such thievery.

"Perhaps she figured they could be useful?" Alexander eventually offered. "They would probably be more useful to her than to the dead witch."

He coughed, clearing his throat.

[didntchewgrass.livejournal.com]

"It still seems... wrong," Elphaba said. "I'm not entirely certain why, but that's how it feels to me."