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fandomhighdorms2014-01-26 08:30 pm
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Third floor common room [Sunday evening]
Cade had slept most of the day away (fleecing guys in Baltimore out of booze and money took a lot out of a girl), and was now in the common room with a giant pint of ice cream after putting his
"SHOW OFF WHAT YOU DIDN'T HAVE ON FRIDAY!!!
WET T-SHIRT CONTEST. PRIZES.*
THIRD FLOOR COMMON ROOM"
*Prizes possibly stuff fleeced out of your own dorm room. Don't karking complain about it.
signs up all over the dorms.
Cade was a classy, classy broad.
WET T-SHIRT CONTEST. PRIZES.*
THIRD FLOOR COMMON ROOM"
*Prizes possibly stuff fleeced out of your own dorm room. Don't karking complain about it.
signs up all over the dorms.
Cade was a classy, classy broad.

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NOT RIGHT, CADE.
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"There are no words for how sleazy and wrong this is. I can't believe that anyone would be so crass and... and crude as to organize something like this."
Said the girl who was finding a seat with a good view.
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Suuuuuuuure he was.
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So...
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Well, technically, the guy who'd asked about them in class.
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Oh god, that mental image was terrible.
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Because Surreal had no shame, whatsoever.
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Joker gave Raleigh a big, winning grin. "Joker. Are you normally this sexy, or have I caught you at a bad time?"
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Yes, in other words. Yes, they were that desperate. Also, boobs!
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"Yeah, well, you'll have to find someone else to whip it out for, then," he told her, trying to just keep the conversation moving. "I'm not into that."
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"Too bad," she said dismissively, sticking her head back in the freezer to dig around a bit before pulling out a pint of coconut chip. "Hey, you're in my medical class, aren't you sugar? With Healer McCoy?"
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CADE.
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Unless it was one of THOSE weekends where she ended up a back-up dancer for some princely rocker, but she wasn't going to pop his cherry on those types of lovely experiences.