Study Hall -- Monday, October 3rd

[principalconnor.livejournal.com]

Welcome to Monday's study hall.

I'll just be sitting at my desk, reading "Guns and Ammo".

Comments

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

She didn't want to throw up on you... she just sorta declared she might throw up, and somehow seemed convinced that throwing up on you might be a good idea.

I think you were already passed out by the time she showed up.

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

So... she did want to throw up on me.

Whatever. I'm just glad she didn't. Dealing with my own puke was bad enough.

Uh-oh... maybe we should change the subject.

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

Okay... yeah, definitely. No more vomiting today. Vomiting is bad.

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

I'm really, really hoping to be done with that now.

We got any ginger ale around here?

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

Ginger... what?

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

light colored bubbly stuff... the good stuff is made from a root that helps settle an upset stomach.

I guess I should take that as a 'no'?

damn,

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

You could always check the cafeteria... or the Kwik Stop in town.

I don't get all these things... I'm not from around here, remember?

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I know, but we all assimilate eventually.

And the Kwik Stop... you want me to, you know... move from here? Surely you jest!

*Shep realizes a hoard of Zombies couldn't get him out of that chair*

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

Alright... you don't want to move, you can stay there. Have a nice day, Shep. ::pats him on the back again, and wanders off::

[ooc: I'm not jesting... and don't call me Shirley.]

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

buh-bye...

*head thumps back on table*