Room 220, Friday Evening

[swerval_zero]

Zero had chucked most of the mess into her closets and covered Fish's cage. On top of the dresser was an array of takeout containers from Ching Tai: rice, spring rolls, dumplings, Kung Pao shrimp and Sichuan chicken, along with other selections. Chopsticks and forks for the less brave were sitting nearby, and ginger beer was chilling in the fridge, which could also provide milkshakes if anyone wanted those instead.

Now all she needed was the rest of the band.

((Closed to the band people. Minimal OCD going up. All right, have at it. This was supposed to go up earlier, but Comcast thought it would be cute to shut off my cable for maintenance.))

Comments

Re: Band Business

[swerval_zero]

"I like that!" Zero said. "We could bring attention to the cause!"

Re: Band Business

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker blinked, trying to imagine those posters. "Okayyyy... maybe? At least it'll get grass-roots support."

Re: Band Business

[nadiathesaint]

"As long as we don't have to wear antlers, I'm for it." Nadia tilted her head. "Well, as long as we don't have to wear antlers all the time."

Re: Band Business

[swerval_zero]

"I promise, no antlers," Zero assured her. "Well. Maybe on an album cover or something."

Re: Band Business

[nadiathesaint]

"Okay then. I like 'Teal Dear'."