http://hoorayimrich.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] hoorayimrich.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2012-08-27 06:16 pm

3rd Floor Common Room, Monday Evening

Tony had the television on what appeared to be CNN, and his laptop out for the sort of coding session that made lesser men go blind. Or insane. Oddly enough, this is what he was doing for fun, though. Tony Stark's fun is not the normal idea of fun.

On the plus side, he'd apparently ordered enough pizza to feed either a small army or a handful of teenagers.

Welcome to the wonders of free food in the common rooms, newbies. Aren't you glad you came here?

[[Open, of course!]]

[identity profile] dirtiest-skank.livejournal.com 2012-08-28 12:28 am (UTC)(link)
Okay, so Olive needed food, and she had no idea where to find it, and there was nothing on her own floor and that was sad.

But then, a miracle occurred when she wandered past the common room below hers. A miracle. "Is that CNN?" she asked skeptically, kind of hovering near the pizza because she was just polite enough to not just help herself.

[identity profile] dirtiest-skank.livejournal.com 2012-08-28 12:32 am (UTC)(link)
"Says who?" Olive asked, frowning. "I vote that you can do whatever you'd like to make something awesome happen to that TV."

Olive had no vote.

[identity profile] dirtiest-skank.livejournal.com 2012-08-28 12:42 am (UTC)(link)
"Rude," she decided and okay she was just going to take some pizza now. Screw being polite. "Can the teachers do that here? Is someone going to call my mommy if I'm out past curfew?"

That was...actually fine, because her mom would be like 'Good for her! Tell her to go get some!' but still.

[identity profile] dirtiest-skank.livejournal.com 2012-08-28 12:45 am (UTC)(link)
"Yes, and I still haven't totally funneled my brains back into my ears so please be gentle with whatever you're about to tell me," Olive told him.

[identity profile] dirtiest-skank.livejournal.com 2012-08-28 12:50 am (UTC)(link)
She tilted her head, frowning a little. "I can see it," she decided. "It'd sort of complete your face. You've got a chin for it. Don't like, start growing it tomorrow, though. Guys our age with facial hair are just kind of sad."

[identity profile] dirtiest-skank.livejournal.com 2012-08-28 12:55 am (UTC)(link)
"Lazy," she declared, but obliged. Yeah, Tony. Take that. Take that.

[identity profile] dirtiest-skank.livejournal.com 2012-08-28 12:57 am (UTC)(link)
"I wanna see your note that excuses you," she decided.

[identity profile] dirtiest-skank.livejournal.com 2012-08-28 01:00 am (UTC)(link)
"Ew," Olive said, tolerantly and maturely. "Why? Why would you do this?"

[identity profile] dirtiest-skank.livejournal.com 2012-08-28 01:05 am (UTC)(link)
Well, now didn't Olive feel like an ass now? THANKS TONY.

"Oh, shit," she said eloquently. "Are you okay?"

[identity profile] dirtiest-skank.livejournal.com 2012-08-28 01:08 am (UTC)(link)
Olive was kind of staring. "Your heart surgery is not like other people's heart surgeries," she decided. "From what I can tell."
notconflicted: (thoughtful)

[personal profile] notconflicted 2012-08-28 01:09 am (UTC)(link)
Sia had been coming back up to her room, which meant she had to pass by the common room on her way there. It also meant she thought she should stop.

"Is this a very quiet party?" she said, eying the small army pizza rations.

[identity profile] dirtiest-skank.livejournal.com 2012-08-28 01:10 am (UTC)(link)
"If it helps, I am kind of super-jealous," Olive informed him.

Welcome to the club. It's called 'everyone,' Olive.

[identity profile] dirtiest-skank.livejournal.com 2012-08-28 01:12 am (UTC)(link)
"Marsie!" Olive said cheerfully, waving. "Hi, come eat this guy's pizza."

Not yours to give away, Olive.

[identity profile] batwaffles.livejournal.com 2012-08-28 01:14 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, look, five dozen pizzas," announced Stephanie, who might or might not be wildly exaggerating but was definitely teasing Tony either way. "The recommended daily allowance for teenage geniuses."

She swiped a couple of veggie and sausage slices for herself and plunked down beside him, glancing at the laptop screen.

"Wild party time, sweetie?"

Yes, she knew what he did for fun.

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