Tristan Joseph Moore (not_an_orphan) wrote in indarkness_logs, @ 2010-09-28 20:21:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, 2032 09, dave stutler, faye valentine, reid garwin, tristan moore |
RP: Sleepover in a Shack
Characters: Tris, Dave, Faye, Reid
Time/Date: Evening, September 28
Location: shacks at the far end of the island
Warnings/Rating: None. Or young-people shenanigans
Summary: Tris hosts a sleepover to avoid the worst of the music
Status: Complete
Tris couldn't help that some of the catchier, repetitive songs had wormed into his brain. He was singing along with one when Jaime slugged him with her good hand. Granted, since her good hand was her left hand, it hadn't actually hurt, but the intent had been there. Ever since, he'd avoided singing in the other girl's presence.
While he was glad the dementors were gone, this particular brand of 'cheering up' wasn't exactly his cup of tea. He'd gathered it was going to go on all week, and there was no way, absolutely no way, he could hear those songs for a week straight and not go mad. So he'd proposed the sleeping out doors idea, and hadn't been kidding about that.
With help from a few volunteers, they'd managed to get a couple dozen mattresses outside. Some were in the sturdier shacks, but some were outside in between them where there was sort of a natural pocket of sound-blocking walls. It wasn't ideal by any means, but ... it was the best they could manage.
Pushing aside the heavy comforter they'd strung between two of the shacks, Tristan flopped forward onto one of the outdoor mattresses. This, he thought, was going to be a very long week.
Rolling onto his side, he lifted his head to see who was around, if anyone was.