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fandomhighdorms2015-09-19 10:07 pm
smilestopscars) wrote in fandomhighdorms2015-09-19 10:07 pm
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2nd Floor Common Room, Saturday Evening
It was the usual thing. One person ordering in, too much food showing up.
This time, that person was Ezra, the food was Chinese, and the former had probably had a hand in the overabundance of the latter. There was a small possibility he'd flirted at the person on the other end of the line and gotten them flustered and confused about his order. Oh, well. Maybe it would play out in favor of his laziness and lure people to him.
Or maybe the random, cheesy romantic comedy playing on the TV would appeal to people. He didn't judge. He just sprawled on a couch and ate tasty, tasty takeout from a carton. It was an okay way to spend a Saturday evening.
Not a great way, not a fantastic way, but an okay way. He was content enough for now.
[ooc: Oh so open!]
This time, that person was Ezra, the food was Chinese, and the former had probably had a hand in the overabundance of the latter. There was a small possibility he'd flirted at the person on the other end of the line and gotten them flustered and confused about his order. Oh, well. Maybe it would play out in favor of his laziness and lure people to him.
Or maybe the random, cheesy romantic comedy playing on the TV would appeal to people. He didn't judge. He just sprawled on a couch and ate tasty, tasty takeout from a carton. It was an okay way to spend a Saturday evening.
Not a great way, not a fantastic way, but an okay way. He was content enough for now.
[ooc: Oh so open!]