Third Floor Common Room - Saturday Afternoon
As much as he hated being that guy who did work in public, Chuck found that his room had too much porn too many distractions to really get anything done. And he really had to get stuff done. That parents thingamawhatsit was in a few weeks and Chuck had to make sure his bars would be something worth showing his father. So he took his laptop with him to the common room and settled down on the couch.
Well he couldn't work without background noise so he started channel surfing. The first thing that came up was that stupid Jonas Brothers show. As if he was watching that. So he went up a channel. The Werewolf Journals. Chuck was fairly sure he needed to be high to enjoy that.
Another channel. The Valley. Uh, no, not watching that.
Another one. Dusk. Not that either, thank you.
And another one. Rumor Gal. Oh hell no.
At that point Chuck threw the remote against the couch and groaned. "Great, I get the TV that has been possessed by a thirteen year old girl."
[I don't even know. CR post is open, of course]
Well he couldn't work without background noise so he started channel surfing. The first thing that came up was that stupid Jonas Brothers show. As if he was watching that. So he went up a channel. The Werewolf Journals. Chuck was fairly sure he needed to be high to enjoy that.
Another channel. The Valley. Uh, no, not watching that.
Another one. Dusk. Not that either, thank you.
And another one. Rumor Gal. Oh hell no.
At that point Chuck threw the remote against the couch and groaned. "Great, I get the TV that has been possessed by a thirteen year old girl."
[I don't even know. CR post is open, of course]