3rd Floor Common Room, Friday Afternoon

[apocalypsehow]

Five had been forced to scrub paint off himself after losing at paintball to his brother's coworker due to a momentary distraction. That distraction was in the form of a just infuriating text from his brother.

"I'm going to kill him," Five decided, staring at the brick of a cell phone and willing it to give him a response.

The only reason he wasn't doing this in his room was that he didn't want to worry Dolores.

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[imawizard]

Hello, Five! Would you like some awkwardness in the form of a British wizard?

"Uh, hi."

Because you were getting it.

[utterly_alone]

"Why're you staring at your phone like that?" Lydia asked, wandering in. "Is it possessed?"

Normal first thought.

[noonedecidesmyfate]

Belle walked in, saw Five, considered running back out again rather than dealing with Five and the knowledge she had hugged him 2 days ago, then decided against it. She had just as much right to be here as he did.

"You shouldn't threaten murder just because you're annoyed."