Third Floor Common Room - Wednesday Afternoon

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After spending the last week stuck as a giant pending message icon, Negasonic didn't feel much like staying in her room. She settled for just wandering down the hallway and flopping on one of the couches instead.

Granted it was just like... five doors away from her room but at least it was a different setting.

For a late lunch, she poured herself a box of Chocolate Frosted Sugar Bombs and started flipping channels around on TV to find something to watch.

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[intotheout]

Tip had wandered slightly farther, in that she was down a floor. She'd actually been on her way to the deck, but got sidetracked when she heard the TV.

"Hey, Nega." What? It was way faster than Negasonic. "What're you watching?"

[thewrathofkaan]

Roscoe had spent most of the morning on the phone with vendors for Ada's birthday bash tomorrow, and by afternoon he really needed to do something else.

He glided into the room on his hoverboard and flopped on the couch. "Hey, little sis," he sing-songed. "Whatcha watching?"