Harvey was sitting in front of the TV with a notebook in his lap. He was trying to sketch out some ideas for campaign posters for Student Council. He just needed to think of a catchy slogan and he'd be in business.

He'd be in business a lot faster if he wasn't getting so distracted by the TV. Why was there nothing good on?

[Oooooopen]

So, Hannibal had had a good night last night. Very good night. And since it had all started out here, he figured he should just never ever leave.

So, he was back out there, shirt off (it was hot), and lounging in one of the chairs with a cool bottle of water nearby.

He kind of loved this place.

[Is open, yes! *uses icon shamelessly*]

"So," Dean began, grinning at his double, settling on the couch with the remote, popcorn and a mlkshake, "how many zombie flicks do you think we can get through tonight?"

Brooke went ahead and got supplies for s'mores, figuring if she was going to do a campfire, she might as well do it right, right? And it helped when the weather cooperated ( Read more... )

It wouldn't have been a problem if it hadn't been the wings.

Why, why had there been wings? Cal had thought it was bad enough that there was an excessive amount of pink as well as interlocking male-female symbols being advertised on his butt, but then there had to be pretty fairy wings on it, too. Just great. It was definitely a day where he ( Read more... )

After hanging out at the luau for a while, Dean made his way back to his cabin and started a fire in its firepit. He lounged beside it, occasionally poking it with a stick, watching the flames crackle and burn, inbetween watching the starry sky above ( Read more... )

Buffy had been bouncy since she woke up. She'd raced to the gym to set everything up, get a whole bunch of water bottles arranged in a cooler and make everything ready for a day of awesomeness.

It was important to start the cheer camp on a high note.

ooc: OCD coming up up and ready!

Alec was considering whether cheerleading counted as disallowed contact between students. Not that he cared - it was just rather amusing as a thought.

Pulling out the mats and putting something suitably earwormy obnoxious danceable on the boombox, Alec waited for everyone else to show up.

[OOC: Wait for OCD plz GO GO GO FOR IT!]

Still in the wolf form that Umbridge had turned him into, Dean was stretched out on the couch, chin resting on the armrest, tv remote in his mouth. With careful experimenting, he'd figured out how to turn on the tv and change the channel by biting down gently on the buttons ( Read more... )

Dean had stretched out a large piece of posterboard over the table and had poured out a number of china shards in a pile beside him from the large sack that was on the floor at his feet. He was carefully sorting through the shards, picking out some to glue to the cardboard.

Just a little arts and crafts project on a Saturday night.

[ooc: this ( Read more... )