Fourth Floor Common Room; Monday Evening [ 12/08 ].

[not_a_mused]

Ah. The couch. Very comfortable, very nice, especially after a long, hard day at the library and working oh-so-hard in Self-Defense Club. Cal reveled in the softness of the cushions and how easily his lanky body seemed to have no problem taking it over, and munching on delicious cookies that seemed to have been just waiting for him to consume

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[momslilassassin]

"I'm going to be on a permanent sugar high if this continues," Ben said, munching on a cookie. "Plus ten pounds heavier."

[not_a_mused]

There was a bit of an extended pause before Cal said anything in response, trying to make sure he didn't miss what was on TV.

"...maybe," he finally offered, biting into one of his own, "it's the school's way of fattening us up to keep warm this winter."

[momslilassassin]

"If we end up as some kind of sacrifice before people who like their teenagers cookie-flavored, I'm blaming you," Ben said.

[not_a_mused]

Cal held up his hands, gawking at Ben. "Everyone always blames me!" he declared. "I meant fattening up so we can survive, not the opposite!"

[sonofmogh]

After work, Worf headed back to the dorms and decided to leave the remaining Rokeg Blood pie in one of the common rooms in case someone wanted something more adventurous than cookies to eat.

He gave a nod to everyone in the room. "There is blood pie for those interested. What is on the viewing screen?"

[not_a_mused]

Oh, God, of all the...

"Nothing," Cal said, maybe a bit too quickly. "It was just on. Background noise."

Pause.

"There are hot chicks in it."

[sonofmogh]

Worf tilted his head at the screen.

"Nice legs."

...

"For a human."

[not_a_mused]

The wave of relief that washed over Cal at that moment was enough to wipe out an entire coastal city.

"Extremely nice," he assured Worf. "If there were a Greek goddess dedicated solely to legs, she'd be the radiant reincarnation of her."

[blackmagic_eve]

Eve had absolutely nothing to do, which led to utter boredom. Which led to her wandering into the common room and rummaging around for a snack before settling in on the couch to watch Rumor Gal with almost as much interest as Cal.

Yup, way too much boredom.

[not_a_mused]

Cal lifted a hand in greeting to Eve, but most of his attention seemed to be into the show (this shit was intense tonight!) and, apparently, getting cookie crumbs all over his chest.

[blackmagic_eve]

"What'd I miss?" Eve asked, tearing open the bag of potato chips she'd snagged.

[not_a_mused]

"Ummmm," Cal considered, "the jerky dad's dead and a whole bunch of shit went down at his funeral."

That seemed the best way to recap efficiently.

"It was awesome."