Eddie G. woke up, had a leisurely stretch, and glanced around. He didn't remember exactly who he'd gone home with last night, but that wasn't actually anything all that unusual for him, and the person didn't seem to be here at all, so it didn't matter much anyway ( Read more... )

Priestly could be at the dance, but, well, thinking about the Valentine's dance made him think about last year, with Claudia in a tux and accidentally asking her out and . . . well. He wasn't usually the type to mope or reject the day or anything, but dammit, he felt like moping, this year ( Read more... )

Priestly woke up, noticed it was freaking cold outside his blankets (which seemed to have multiplied over night, but he'd worry about that later), and decided to stay in bed ( Read more... )

Priestly didn't have any classes or work on Tuesdays, so he found himself at loose ends. He took the time to condition the crap out of his hair -- that much dye did a number on hair follicles -- and tool around online.

In Santa Cruz, Jen was at the Grill, and as such, totally online.

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Priestly woke up to his alarm blaring and stared at it for a long moment.

Then he sat bolt upright and spent several moments checking his arms and patting down his face to ensure that, yes, he was in his own goddamn body, thank you very much, and all his piercing and all his tattoos (that he could see without a mirror) were in their proper places ( Read more... )

The clock ticked over past midnight, and Priestly, sprawled out on his bed with Ramone taking a nap on his head, chilling after the excitement of opening night, toasted the clock with a bottle of rum ( Read more... )

Priestly woke up a girl. Being Priestly, his first thought was "I have so much more hair to play with, now!"

Which would be why he was spending much of his time in his room, half naked, posing and making faces in the mirror as he tried to find the perfect mixes of color for his now long hair.

He was possibly enjoying this too much.

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Priestly had gotten back in from Santa Cruz late enough last night that all he'd managed to do was fall over into bed fully dressed and pass out ( Read more... )

Priestly was completely unaware that anything weird was going on on the island. He wasn't sleeping any more than usual, his dreams were pretty much the same as always (some day, some day he wouldn't get woken up before the end of that one with Debbie Harry), and he'd been rather . . . preoccupied, anyway, what with going home for the weekend ( Read more... )

Priestly whistled softly to himself, still hyped up from laser tag in class, as he put the finishing touches on the sandwiches for rehearsal. Ramone was doing laps -- up the cage, through the air to Priestly's head, down his back or arm, try to steal some cheese, get chased back to the cage. Over all, it was a lovely sort of afternoon.

( Well, until his laptop beeped )