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fandomhighdorms2013-08-04 09:35 am
flickofthewrist) wrote in fandomhighdorms2013-08-04 09:35 am
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5th Floor Common Room, Sunday Morning
Yeah.
When Flick had been woken up with noise at his window, he'd gotten stupidly excited that Jude had finally found him. But no. Nope. It'd been just a pelting rain hitting the window and beyond that rain? Sharks. There were sharks flying around out there and Flick was just about done with this place and its eccentricities.
There was no freaking way he was going outside to investigate further. He wasn't one of those stupid people in horror movies who heard a noise and went closer and inevitably ended up getting sawed in half in a spray of blood. Nope, he was going to take his crappy mood and he was going to go to the common room where he could turn on the television and see if the weather was reporting on this.
They weren't, of course, but it made Flick feel better when he imagined the dumb meteorologists trying to forecast a funnel cloud of sharks. They'd probably wet themselves and run away. And then who would the world have to wrongly report the weather?
He missed Jude. What a freaking loser he was.
[Open. Flick's not going to be getting near those sharks, man.]
When Flick had been woken up with noise at his window, he'd gotten stupidly excited that Jude had finally found him. But no. Nope. It'd been just a pelting rain hitting the window and beyond that rain? Sharks. There were sharks flying around out there and Flick was just about done with this place and its eccentricities.
There was no freaking way he was going outside to investigate further. He wasn't one of those stupid people in horror movies who heard a noise and went closer and inevitably ended up getting sawed in half in a spray of blood. Nope, he was going to take his crappy mood and he was going to go to the common room where he could turn on the television and see if the weather was reporting on this.
They weren't, of course, but it made Flick feel better when he imagined the dumb meteorologists trying to forecast a funnel cloud of sharks. They'd probably wet themselves and run away. And then who would the world have to wrongly report the weather?
He missed Jude. What a freaking loser he was.
[Open. Flick's not going to be getting near those sharks, man.]
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Kathy realized this was probably way more information than Flick had asked for. She was babbling about nerd stuff again. Ouch.
"Err, never mind. The news is reporting more stuff that isn't actually news. Got any good footage?"
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"I've got sharks and rain," he said, shaking his head at that again. "Wouldn't be so exciting if the sharks weren't flying through the air so I got some backdrops of buildings so no one thinks I'm faking this crap."