Room 306, Monday Morning.

[psycho_barbie]

After flicking off the alarm, Callisto rolled over and stared at the ceiling.

It was graduation today. Which meant that whatever tenuous claim to power the Thracian Women's Guild had over her would soon run out. Funny how that didn't seem as exciting as it should.

And she still had a speech to write.

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[notstakedyet]

"Don't wanna get up," Angel mumbled.

[psycho_barbie]

"Not like we have classes to go to," Callisto pointed out.

[notstakedyet]

"Oh, right," Angel said. "Yay."

He burrowed under the blankets.

[psycho_barbie]

Callisto snickered and curled up next to him, sliding an arm around his waist. "Comfortable?"

[notstakedyet]

"Hang on." Angel took her wrist and used it to pull her as close as possible without putting her inside his body. "There. Better."

[ooc: gotta run to a doc's appt. back later]

[psycho_barbie]

Callisto kissed his neck. "Good."

[ooc: NP. See you later.]

[notstakedyet]

"What's say we stay in all day?" Angel asked.

[psycho_barbie]

"I like the sound of that," Callisto said. "After all, don't want to be to tired for graduation."

[notstakedyet]

"That's right, you've got a big speech." Angel grinned like a big doof. "My girlfriend. Speeching."

[psycho_barbie]

"Quiet, or I'll make you help give it." Callisto's threat was lessened by the fact she was grinning quite dorkily herself. "I don't even know what I should talk about."

[notstakedyet]

"I'm just glad that it's very clear to everyone that you are amazing," Angel said.

[psycho_barbie]

That grin? Even bigger and dorkier. "I'm not giving it because I'm amazing, but because I'm StuCo president."

[notstakedyet]

"You would not be StuCo president if you were not amazing," Angel replied. "QED."

[psycho_barbie]

"Should I be flattered or worried about your leaps of logic?"

[notstakedyet]

"Could be both," Angel admitted. "I'm not really awake yet."

[psycho_barbie]

"I see," Callisto said. "Anything I can do to help with that?"