Pixie Cabin - noonish, Thursday
May. 17th, 2007 08:05 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Johnny was thinking this was becoming habit: Go to cabin that's not his, pick up chick, wait, get grilled by other cabin mates, then pick up chick. Hang out, do whatever. Be totally cool.
But this was not a date. No way. This was just a going to lunch, hey! new friend! thing except Tori is totally hot with a surfer bod! and you just couldn't go wrong with pizza. If they were to go out at night for pizza? Totally a date. Night changes everything. It was written down somewhere -
So, there he was, at the Pixie cabin door, knocking. Knock. Knock. Knock.
(up early because sp is so much love today, and for water_wonder please, though if any of the cabin mates want to have a go at him, you're welcome to it and whoa, deja vu..)
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Date: 2007-05-18 02:15 am (UTC)Then, because he was a show off, he lit up his hand.
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Date: 2007-05-18 02:43 am (UTC)"So you're a demon - do you still phone home?" That was just kind of scary. Demons. Hell. A place he never wanted to visit.
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Date: 2007-05-18 03:15 am (UTC)"Just keep your hands off my girlfriend."