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fandomhighdorms2011-08-06 07:25 am
lockestheway) wrote in fandomhighdorms2011-08-06 07:25 am
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Third Floor Boys' Bathroom, Very Early Saturday Morning
"Go fish."
This was not, Peter reflected, the most dignified position he had ever wound up in in his life: sitting on the floor of the boys' bathroom surrounded by improvised killing implements, playing cards with a sixteen-year-old kleptomaniac liar while monsters reigned both in and outside of the dorms.
Karla could go suck it, though.
Technically, they'd been locked in Peter's room for a while prior to this, but that was a plan that had run into a few technical snags -- namely the lack of presence of, y'know, a toilet. So now they'd been here for a few hours. It smelled. It was disgusting. Peter kind of wanted to die.
Valentine was never hearing about this. Ever.
[[ open to anyone who might be venturing near the bathroom at this hour ]]
This was not, Peter reflected, the most dignified position he had ever wound up in in his life: sitting on the floor of the boys' bathroom surrounded by improvised killing implements, playing cards with a sixteen-year-old kleptomaniac liar while monsters reigned both in and outside of the dorms.
Karla could go suck it, though.
Technically, they'd been locked in Peter's room for a while prior to this, but that was a plan that had run into a few technical snags -- namely the lack of presence of, y'know, a toilet. So now they'd been here for a few hours. It smelled. It was disgusting. Peter kind of wanted to die.
Valentine was never hearing about this. Ever.
[[ open to anyone who might be venturing near the bathroom at this hour ]]