Fourth Floor Common Room, Wednesday Evening

By now, Jo had gotten over the whole being a guy thing, and was currently focused on something much more important.

Food. This body was starving.

Which might explain why she currently had far more Chinese than a person could reasonably eat on the table in the common room.

[open as a common room is! there's plenty of Chinese]

April Fools Party, Third Floor Common Room - Tuesday Night

The TV was hooked up to play only music videos and had a microphone set up with it, the pizza was fresh and tasty and there was plenty of soda for all.

A sign outside the common room read:

APRIL FOOLS PARTY!
Free food, drinks and karaoke. All welcome. Bring a friend!

Party sponsored by Ferris Bueller



[OOC: Going up a little early.]

5th Floor Common Room, Thursday Night

After gun club, Romeo wandered into the common room, hoping someone would be cooking.

No one was, but he scrounged some leftover Chinese food (though whose leftovers, and from when, it was not his privilege to know) from the fridge and turned the TV on, flicking through channels until he decided Top Chef was the least irritating thing on.

Plus, somehow watching it made his aged kung pao chicken taste better.

[OOC: So very open.]

Third Floor Common Room - Sunday Night

The Oscars pre-game was on, Ferris had food spread out on the table and even though he didn't know who half of these people were, he was commenting on the fashion. "Really, why would anyone wear a dress that intentionally makes their ass look big?"

The lawns around the dorms: Saturday morning

It was cold, yes. It was cloudy, yes. You wouldn't guess either of those by looking at Karal.

He'd risen early, trotted up to the roof to say the Dawn Rites, even more enthusiastically than usual, then down to the stables to feed Trenor.

Now Karal was riding Trenor in nothing but a halter and lead rope, letting him graze while he lay back, one arm folded under his head which was cushioned on Trenor's rump. Perhaps not the wisest way to ride a horse, but he was comfortable, Trenor was calm and content, and it let him watch the clouds scud across the sky.

Boy and horse were completely relaxed, enjoying the morning.

[ooc: open of course.]

Third Floor Common Room: Thursday Evening

There was a sign near the entrance to the CR.

Single Zone:
No couples or significant others allowed.
Any couple coming in and acting cute enters at their own risk


Anyone venturing past the sign would find Mel watching horror movies. Specifically horror movies where young couples in love end up getting killed.

There was also a mug of something she was drinking that was definitely not alcoholic. Really.

[Open of course. Even to OTP couples. *glares*]

5th floor common room, Tuesday Night

Romeo was channel-surfing, which was not entirely unusual.

What was unusual, though, was how carefully he was listening to the actual words people were using, instead of dismissing them as baby talk and watching the picture to put the story together.

he was hoping for a fake-Big Brother, and possibly some other friends, to try his enhanced (or possibly reduced) vocabulary on.

Third Floor Hallway - Wednesday Evening

How Ferris got the plastic sheeting or the dessert toppings really wasn't up for discussion. Why he was in a Tarzan-style loincloth bathing suit, however, was. It wasn't like he was planning to use the entire hallway as a Slip-n-Slide, only part of it.

The hallway was obviously open and partially obstructed, as hallways often are. Don't mind Ferris though. Really.

[OOC: Open as hallways are. Fellow occupants of the 3rd floor, I apologize.]

3rd Floor Common Room - Late, Late Night, Saturday

It was Saturday. What was the point of sleeping on a Saturday night when that's what you could use Sunday for? It wasn't like they had classes until Monday. That was Ferris' reasoning for being up unreasonably late, dressed in his bathrobe, and in the 3rd floor common room. The TV wasn't on in case the people next door wanted to sleep. Besides, he was busy turning the room into one giant blanket and pillow fort. This activity was much quieter and still managed to fulfil his need for controlled chaos.

Plus, sometimes Ferris was a big kid.