Who: Rogue and Bobby When: Backdated to after this conversation, I think that was yesterday? Where: The Flagpole What: Boxing? Or... y'know... something. Hard to tell with these two what they're gonna get up to. o.o
Rogue had been laughing all day at Bobby. Chuckling silently at her computer in her dorm, snorting during class when she got e-mail notifications from their web conversation. She was looking forward to meeting him at the flagpole, but other than trying to wrestle some lunchmoney from him, she had no idea why they were meeting. Or what they'd been playfully arguing about. It was all lost to her.
She headed out after her last class and dropping her bag off in her room. Rogue wasn't a girly girl (years on the road will do that to a gal) and her attire was almost always tomboy-ish, today being no exception. She had on black jeans over black coyboy(girl?) boots, and a big, black hoodie over a dark green thermal, with long gloves. Normal Rogue-wear. It was a normal Rogue outing. She wasn't sure what to expect, so she didn't prepare any differently than normal. Though, she probably should have grabbed a thick coat, or something.
"Bobby?" She called out once she was out near the pole, wondering if she was going to get hit with a snowball.