Fandom High Welcome Picnic, Front Lawn of the School, All Day: Part II

[bigdamnprincipal]

Oh look, there are tables and chairs over here too. Enjoy the food!

[WAIT FOR THE OCD PLEASE. OCD IS UP. This is the FIRST post for general mingling. Please use this post first, if your browser can handle the comment load. Roommates, fake siblings and teachers are here and there is more room for mingling here.]

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Re: General Mingling

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Turtle nodded. "I think I could do that for you, yeah," she said, tucking the sign under her arm and giving Jeff a small smile. "So? Sign problems aside, how's your day been so far?"

Re: General Mingling

[scary-jeff.livejournal.com]

Jeff looked at her for a moment, his mind sorting through the day's impressions while his eyes stumbled somewhat downwards. "You don't have an extra bed anymore," he told Turtle's chest in a sad and drooping fashion.

Re: General Mingling

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"...Yeah," Turtle, her weight shifting apprehensively between her feet, ducked her head, too; her hands went to fiddle with a spot at the back of her neck, where her braid would have been about half a year ago, a nervous tick she hadn't actually done in a long time. She looked back up with an apologetic look. "You saw that, too, huh? ...Sorry."

Re: General Mingling

[scary-jeff.livejournal.com]

Jeff scratched at the back of his head, too. The fiddling was contagious. "I suppose you could also Extra Bed in my room," he offered. "Of course, I've only got the one bed, but Peter wouldn't mind..."

Re: General Mingling

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"Maybe Kara won't mind sometimes, either," Turtle admitted, turning a little red. "She says she's used to stuff like that, 'cause she lived with her cousin and his girlfriend, so maybe she won't mind. Too much. If it happened sometimes...."

Re: General Mingling

[scary-jeff.livejournal.com]

"We could have a Shared Bed Clause?" Jeff offered, hopefully.

Re: General Mingling

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Turtle bit her lip; that didn't help with the red in her face or the shifting between one foot to the other, but she gave a firm, business like nod. "We could..."

Re: General Mingling

[scary-jeff.livejournal.com]

Jeff nodded. Slowly. Now he was blushing, too. "...Only if you want to," he added. "I wouldn't want to shove a bed on you. You know. Contractually."

Re: General Mingling

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Turtle, the red now in full force, gave her head a quick, insistent shake. "No, no! I'd want to! You wouldn't be shoving anything on me, really!"

Re: General Mingling

[scary-jeff.livejournal.com]

"Okay!" Jeff nearly shouted, and he would have gestured, but he was currently too paralyzed to do so, "It's a contract, then!" Pause. He stuck out his hand. "Shake on it!"

Because that made sense.

Re: General Mingling

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

But it was a contract. It did make sense. And it was probably one of the most enthusiastic, red-faced handshake that Turtle, with her usual firm grip business-like grip in tact, had ever done. "It's a deal!"