Room 509, Thursday afternoon

[trigons_child]

Probably to absolutely no one's surprise, Raven had amassed herself a small army of love monkeys, which were now snuggled up with her on her bed as she used her laptop to catch up on Rumor Gal episodes and gossip and speculation. Priorities, people. Priorities.

She wrinkled her nose at the comments on one blog post and glanced down at the love monkey that had claimed her lap. "I do very much prefer it when Charlie and Claire are together," she told it, "for I think they are truly meant for each other, but I do not understand how heated these 'shipping wars' get. It seems so unpleasant and unhealthy to invest so much anger and energy in the lives and relationships of fictional people."

The love monkey squeaked in agreement. Or maybe it was just asking for another hug. Or maybe it was secretly a Claire/David shipper and just didn't want to start an argument.


[Door and post are open. Beware of love monkeys!]
 

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[shes-got-legs.livejournal.com]

Ariel couldn't help giggling a little in the few moments she had between activities to run up to the room for something. "Looks like someone's made a few friends," she observed with a glance over at the Raven-centered monkey pile.

[furnaceface]

Okay. Okay, he could do this. This was one of those things that Jono? Could totally do.

'This,' of course, being 'initiate conversation.' That was what open doors were for. Shock of shocks, right?

Oh, to hell with it.

//Knock knock, luv?//

[glacial_queen]

It had been awhile since Karla had seen Raven outside of class, so a little before she had to leave for Gotham, she decided to check in on her friend and see if everything was okay.

...Also, she hadn't heard anything about Raven watching Rumor Gal on Monday and was a little concerned.

"Kiss kiss," she called, poking her head into Raven's room. "Can I come in?"