2nd Floor Common Room; Saturday Afternoon

[theheadkid.livejournal.com]

Travis was hungry. There hadn't been any food to find in his room so he'd made his way down a long hallway until he found a place that looked like a living room. It wasn't his living room but it had couches and chairs and a television and, best of all, a refrigerator.

Travis darted over to it, using both hands to tug on it so it'd pop open. Then, he stuck his head in, looking for something, anything. Maybe some cake? Cake sounded good but he was only finding things like eggs and milk and healthy stuff.

"Come on!" Travis moaned to no one in particular. He kept looking and finally found a piece of pizza from one of the many times the pizza boy had delivered too much. Gratefully, Travis grabbed the slice and took it out. He was already eating it when he climbed up onto the couch and turned on the television.

Cartoons time!

[Open, yes]

Comments

[theheadkid.livejournal.com]

"Nope!" That's because his father had done the paying. "It was free! When it's your birthday, you can come to the arcade!"

[stacyexperiment]

"I am there," Gwen decided. "I don't see any cake in here."

[theheadkid.livejournal.com]

"Man." Travis frowned. "Wanna try some cabinets?"

[LOL DERP]

[stacyexperiment]

"I dunno, the fridge was a lot of work." And she had the attention span of a five-year-old.

[theheadkid.livejournal.com]

She was not wrong. He tapped his chin.

"Wanna just go back to the pizza?"

[stacyexperiment]

"You can never go wrong with pizza," Gwen said wisely.

[theheadkid.livejournal.com]

"I'll make sure there's candy at your party at my daddy's arcade," Travis promised, nodding and heading back to the couch. "And pizza. All the pizza."

All of it.