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fandomhighdorms2014-06-18 07:19 pm
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Second Floor Common Room, Weds Afternoon/Evening
Kathy hoped no one on this floor would mind that she was taking over their common room, but she was starting to feel guilty about making the delivery people hike all the way up to the fifth floor with her orders. Fandom takeout tended to err on the excessive side, even for someone with as enhanced a metabolism as Kathy had developed. Camping on the second floor made her feel better for ordering so much as well as making it more likely that she'd find help eating it.
Tonight she'd gone for pizza. It just seemed fitting for an Adolescent Coyote marathon. Apparently the next season was starting soon and the gifs of the show flooding her dash made it look pretty neat, so she'd decided she'd check out the first few seasons and see if she liked it.
Not far into the first episode, she was discovering the show featured snark, bad CGI, and a pretty cast apparently allergic to shirts (except for the snarky best friend, apparently). She still wasn't sure about the actual quality of the show, but there were worse ways to spend an evening.
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Tonight she'd gone for pizza. It just seemed fitting for an Adolescent Coyote marathon. Apparently the next season was starting soon and the gifs of the show flooding her dash made it look pretty neat, so she'd decided she'd check out the first few seasons and see if she liked it.
Not far into the first episode, she was discovering the show featured snark, bad CGI, and a pretty cast apparently allergic to shirts (except for the snarky best friend, apparently). She still wasn't sure about the actual quality of the show, but there were worse ways to spend an evening.
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Habit and all. He was still getting used to short sleeves and showing off scars and tattoos that no one else tended to see. Remembering his manners (or something), Nathan nodded at Kathy but didn't make eye contact.
That was still a deeply ingrained thing with him. "Evening," he said, finding his voice.
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And guess who was more than happy to follow his nose to the smell of pizza, while he was at it?
"Oh! Hey! Decided to bounce down a few floors today for your grub, Mouse?" Sparkle was grinning as he flopped down onto the sofa. "Hungry much?"
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