Creative Art, Monday Period 2, Week 3

[screwyoumarvel]

"I hope everyone enjoyed their Labor Day last week," Steve said at the beginning of today's class, "and that the weekend wasn't too...much." Steve had had a cameo as a lawyer, so he was pretty much fine. "So we're not going to do anything too complicated this week. I understand that your brains may need a recovery period. We have colored pencils, we have crayons, we have drawing paper. Your assigned theme is to draw something from this weekend, but should you choose to deviate from that theme that's fine, so long as you keep it clean. So, go ahead and work, and talk quietly among yourselves if you want to--especially if it's about your art--and I'll be here if anyone needs me."

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Re: Assignment Time

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

"So how bad was your weekend?" Quinn asked, muted. After being Bruce's ex-wife and Peter's minion, then running away from a wedding with the groom to wake up next to a boy she hardly knew, student council rivalries were somehow slightly less important.

Slightly.

She'd get back to fighting strength soon enough. But right then, she was hoping for a truce for a few days.

Re: Assignment Time

[annieadderall.livejournal.com]

While a little wary, Annie didn't really have it in her to be nearly as competitive today. This took a little more processing than say, when she had 80's hair for a weekend.

"Well," she said slowly, "I think I died from caffeine and then someone shoved me into a supply closet. So there's that. You?"

Re: Assignment Time

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

"The usual. Torn between two guys, rode away from a wedding with the groom on a white horse while Taylor Swift sang," Quinn answered. It hurt less if she made a joke of it. "You got caffeine?"

Re: Assignment Time

[annieadderall.livejournal.com]

"Dave sort of... threw a rave?" she admitted.

"Taylor Swift? Really?"

Re: Assignment Time

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

"Just the song. You know, 'I'm not a princess, this ain't a fairy tale...'" Quinn shrugged and stopped singing. "I swear it all made sense at the time."

Re: Assignment Time

[annieadderall.livejournal.com]

"Why didn't I get music?" Annie wondered.

Because the thumpa thumpa music at the rave was the soundtrack to your death, Annie, that's why.

Re: Assignment Time

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

Quinn shrugged. "Don't know. I didn't get to die."

Which would sound awful, but when the alternatives were temporary death or waking up next to someone you didn't really know ...

Re: Assignment Time

[annieadderall.livejournal.com]

"I think you got the better deal this weekend," Annie told her. "I repeat: supply closet."

Re: Assignment Time

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

Quinn squinted, trying to imagine it. "... did you wake up in there?" she finally asked. "Okay. That would suck a lot."

Her weekend had been bad, she decided, but at least it hadn't been bad in a pathetic way.

Re: Assignment Time

[annieadderall.livejournal.com]

Annie nodded. "It's been an interesting morning."

She was not getting into the bags and bags of alcohol she'd found this morning. And she didn't even drink!