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fandomhighdorms2012-12-12 12:02 pm
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Third floor common room [morning]
Cade didn't even have classes today, but he'd woken up when he'd rolled over and had been poked by karking electronics on the sweater he most certainly hadn't been wearing when he'd fallen asleep last night.
It had a tree on it. It blinked. It itched. If Cade stretched the wrong way, it played the most out-of-tune version of Jingle Bells ever recorded. And it wouldn't come off.
Cade was strongly considering setting it on fire, even with him inside of it.
He sat down and winced as the sweater started playing music again.
"I hate this island."
[OOC: So very open.]
It had a tree on it. It blinked. It itched. If Cade stretched the wrong way, it played the most out-of-tune version of Jingle Bells ever recorded. And it wouldn't come off.
Cade was strongly considering setting it on fire, even with him inside of it.
He sat down and winced as the sweater started playing music again.
"I hate this island."
[OOC: So very open.]