The sky was threatening rain, but it had been hot enough that a little rain actually might not be all that bad. Besides, there was a nice breeze that felt just heavenly ( Read more... )

Being human-shaped- and thus having full mobility that didn't involve waddling- again rocked. Which is why Bobby had fully-mobiled himself all the way out to the common room, and was now flipping through channels ( Read more... )

Penelope sat before the fire but her attention was on the Dreamer. He was seated not far from her, his smile faint, secretive; the same smile he's been giving her since she woke up to him yesterday morning.

She glanced back at the marshmallow she was roasting, not giving it much attention. It was hard to pay attention to anything else with him ( Read more... )

Peyton had tried to report for detention today, but no one else had shown up. Which seemed to be on par with the way the rest of her week had been.

Solitary, um... activities in her room hadn't helped much, so she'd headed to the common room, sprawled out on the couch in something a little more exposed than she might ordinarily wear, ordered more ( Read more... )

Peyton hadn't really slept much - and her head was feeling miserable from everything she'd drunk. But hell, it's not like she had anywhere to be or anything to do till at least Thursday, so what difference did it make ( Read more... )

Angela was bright enough to be saying inside today, thank you very much ( Read more... )

Peyton knew she shouldn't have dragged so many of her records out to the cabin, but she just hadn't been able to decide which ones she wanted. And, of course it was totally ironic that after lugging 5 boxes of them back up the stairs that she should trip on the last stair before the final landing and not only twist her ankle, but also drop almost ( Read more... )

Yes, that was Fall Out Boy blasting from Wing 4 of Taft. And that would be Peyton sitting out by the campfire with her feet up, a sketchpad, and a cold drink.

She'd probably be pretty amenable to turning the music down or taking suggestions for the next album.

[Open like a campfire!]

Everyone was depressed and that, in turn, was making Chuck depressed. Wait, no. Not depressed. Freaking annoyed. Oh boo freaking hoo, you had to say goodbye to people you had only known for three days. It was so irritating having everyone upset over the same thing. Well, except, for some people on the third floor who were apparently upset for other ( Read more... )

Dean was up fairly bright and early -- or at least what he considered bright and early -- and out in the Common Room cooking mass amounts of breakfast. Both John William and Cas were helping and he suspected that even if no one else showed up, the three of them would be able to polish off a good portion of what they were cooking ( Read more... )