http://childhood-taunt.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] childhood-taunt.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2012-02-13 09:42 pm

Third Floor Common Room: Monday Evening

Matt has been out on the rooftops, trying to burn off some extra energy only to come back to his room and find out that he had been sexiled. Again.

"You've got to be kidding me," Matt groaned as he flopped onto one of the couches. "This is the second night in a row."

He fiddled with the remote for a few minutes before it got he found a "Dirty Jobs" marathon.

"Huh. Ironically appropriate."

[identity profile] unburnt-queen.livejournal.com 2012-02-14 02:52 am (UTC)(link)
Dany was still in a foggy sort of good mood -- yes, days later -- but even that couldn't prevent some insomnia from creeping up on her, as usual. She took the dragons out for a walk through the dorms, Drogon clumsily attempting to fly beside her. When she came upon the boy watching television, she paused.

"What is that man doing?" she asked, tilting her head at the screen.

[identity profile] unburnt-queen.livejournal.com 2012-02-14 02:59 am (UTC)(link)
"Daenerys Targaryen," she said carefully, watching him as she moved into what she thought was his line of sight. She hadn't realized yet, no. "I don't think we've met yet. Hello."

[identity profile] unburnt-queen.livejournal.com 2012-02-14 03:26 am (UTC)(link)
And it was now dawning on her that he couldn't see, no. She felt a stab of guilt for not figuring it out sooner, but Dany was unfortunately a child of privilege who just didn't think about things like that.

"Dragons," she replied, adding quickly, "baby ones. They're trying to fly."

[identity profile] regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com 2012-02-14 03:18 am (UTC)(link)
"Hi, shiny dragons," Kenzi said when she came in. "Hi, Daenerys." She started digging around in the ice box. "Do these little guys eat ice cream?"

[identity profile] unburnt-queen.livejournal.com 2012-02-14 03:27 am (UTC)(link)
"They...probably shouldn't, no," she said warily. "They aren't even a year old yet. It can't be good for their development."

[identity profile] regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com 2012-02-14 03:31 am (UTC)(link)
"Dragons and dairy don't mix?" Kenzi guessed, climbing over a chair to lounge, waving a spoon in the air. "They're so freaking adorable. How's your week going?" Oooo, chocolate chocolate chip. YAY.

[identity profile] unburnt-queen.livejournal.com 2012-02-14 03:52 am (UTC)(link)
"They're carnivorous," she said with a light smile. "And my week is wonderful. How are you faring, Kenzi?"

[identity profile] regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com 2012-02-14 03:09 am (UTC)(link)
Kenzi was jumping out of her skin. Also, her boyfriend was nowhere to be found.

Food! Alternative! Also, hanging with people... and hello, cute.

"Hello, cutie!"

Yeah, with Kenzi, the subtext was equivalent to text this week.

[identity profile] regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com 2012-02-14 03:15 am (UTC)(link)
"You're all cute, but I was talking to you specifically," Kenzi said cheerfully, going over to the fridge to find food. Ice cream, thank God. "Matt, right? From Anarchy club?"
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[personal profile] dressedinblood 2012-02-14 03:10 am (UTC)(link)
Anna was wandering around the dorms, as had become her wont, when she drifted into the third floor's common room. "Hello," she said, "what are you--" and then she realized it was that blind boy. "What's on the TV?" she asked instead.
dressedinblood: (Anna says seriously?)

[personal profile] dressedinblood 2012-02-14 03:22 am (UTC)(link)
"That's a job?" Anna asked, confused. "Can't they just catch them with hooks or nets or something?"

She was very sorry to have startled him, but thought it might be rude to point out that she had. If she'd realized it was him she would have tried to make more noise before she spoke.

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[identity profile] ihavediabetes.livejournal.com 2012-02-14 03:11 am (UTC)(link)
Stacey didn't want to be in her room at the moment. She just didn't. So she was on the lookout for people, and oh look.

"Hey," she said, so Matt might at least recognize her voice.

[identity profile] ihavediabetes.livejournal.com 2012-02-14 03:25 am (UTC)(link)
"I should thank you too," she said, finding a seat. You know. Nearby. For some reason. "I missed you at the dance."

[identity profile] shestheworst.livejournal.com 2012-02-14 03:53 am (UTC)(link)
Since Britta had spent a good chunk of the day getting things ready for APC tomorrow (yes, it was totally called APC, deal with it), it was easy for her mind to be on....certain things. And, with her mind on...certain things, she thought of maybe testing her luck and heading to the third floor to see what...certain things might transpire. She was distracted momentarily by some activity in the common room, backtracked a little, and went to have a little looksie.

Speak of the devil.

"Well, hey, there, Matt," said Britta, grinning and plopping down next to him on the couch, very closely. "I was just thinking of coming down and saying hi."

[identity profile] shestheworst.livejournal.com 2012-02-14 04:00 am (UTC)(link)
"Ugh, don't remind me," Britta murmured, glad that Matt couldn't see the face she made because it probably wasn't that attractive. "I almost lost that turtle, you know. I really shouldn't have taken it to that bar...."