Study Hall, 11/07

[game-of-you.livejournal.com]

Dream throws open the doors of study hall and stations himself at a desk just inside.

Having noticed that the puppies and kittens seemed to be popular, He has conjured some of each from dreams and placed them in a pen next to his desk.

Of course, they are dream-creatures, and some of them may be a little ... off. For example, one cocker spaniel has wings; a kitten looks like a siamese, but is red and green striped.

But none of them are vicious. He's almost certain of that.

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[pure-blooddraco.livejournal.com]

"Can you believe that? Thank the gods that crap is anonymous." he says. He sits back in his chair and puts his hands over his face.

"I don't want to fight with her though." he says "I know, I know I'm pussy whipped."

[master-of-fear.livejournal.com]

"You are in fact the pussiest of the pussy whipped. Which is funny since you aren't actually getting any. Wait did I say funny? I meant sad. So what, you're just going to let it go? I mean, she was really insensitive to what's really a very delicate situation.

Maybe I should have kept my mouth shut but you and I are buddies and having some one yell at you in our room is just really uncool."

[pure-blooddraco.livejournal.com]

"Haha very funny, jackass." he says even though the comment was true.

"I don't know what else I can do. I'm going to have to let it go. Even though it was a stupid reason to get mad and I know I'm right and-" he stops himself before he gets angry again.

"Thanks for backing me up though." he says

[master-of-fear.livejournal.com]

"Any time man, I mean, we're friends right?"