Dolphin Hall, D-1, 4th Floor, Oxford, England; Sunday evening

Feb 14, 2010 20:48

Parker had stopped swearing in Chinese and started swearing in Russian four hours ago. Elisabeth and Stella were hiding in the kitchen, because they were going out to party in an hour, and Nourhane had already left with Selim. Parker could not go out. Parker had a presentation to finish, and the obsessive need to come up with a plan to track Jarod ( Read more... )

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demon_cupid February 15 2010, 03:53:10 UTC
Drake had an armful of red roses as he shimmered outside of Parker's door (not inside the room, just to be polite). The student council wouldn't deliver to alumni, so he had to bring them in person.

Knock, knock, knock!

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mparkerceo February 15 2010, 03:55:07 UTC
Parker gave the front door the stinkeye, then yelled to her roommates, "If it's for you, I'm killing the messenger."

She flung open the door, demanding "What?" Then paused. "...Drake?" Hunh. "Hi."

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demon_cupid February 15 2010, 03:56:47 UTC
"No killing the messenger," Drake said. "I'm on borrowed time enough as it is." He thrust the roses forward. "Happy Valentine's Day!"

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mparkerceo February 15 2010, 03:58:58 UTC
Parker's expression definitely thawed as she took the roses, although she hated to admit it, sniffing the roses with bemusement. "Thank you. They're lovely." Her lips twitched as she looked back at Drake. "No killing you, okay. You get away with a lot, with that, don't you?" She held the door open to let him in, then glared at Elisabeth and Stella, peeking out from the kitchen. "No homicides. Go back to the cocoa, you two."

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