Room 417, Saturday Afternoon

[iamnotallgirl]

Jill was bored. There was nothing on TV. Why was there never anything good on TV when she was bor--ooh, was that the Rock? She flipped back a few channels.

It was the Rock. And Karl Urban! Score!

Within about ten minutes, Jill had realized two, no, three things. One, this movie was not her taste at all. Jack probably would have liked it, though. Two, she thought it might be actually kind of terrible. Three, every time she decided she'd had enough and was changing the channel, the Rock or Karl Urban was going to come onscreen and destroy her resolve, so she was stuck with it.

Well, she figured it was this or Chef vs. City on Food Network, and this had way cuter guys. There were worse ways to spend an afternoon.

((Door and post open!))

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[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"Just a little offering," Turtle said with a grin, "from the Vote Turtle Wexler for Student Council Representative campaign. Elections are right around the corner."

[iamnotallgirl]

Ohhhh, it was a bribe. "I'll be sure to keep you in mind when I go to the polls," Jill promised.

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

It wasn't a bribe! It was just a friendly incentive.

"Thanks, Jill. I've always been really big about being a good representative, so even if I'm not voted in, and you need anything, you just let me know."

[iamnotallgirl]

Jill was not at all averse to a small bribe now and again. "Thanks, Turtle, that's really awesome of you."

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

It wasn't a bribe!

"Hey, no problem!" Turtle said. "That's what it's all about, right? Anyway, should I just leave you to your cute guys and cookies?"