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Quinn Fabray ([personal profile] former_cheerio) wrote2011-10-21 08:52 pm
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Room 317, Friday Night

Quinn was exhausted from the carnival when she got back to the room. She hadn't signed up for a booth this year, but there was still more than enough to do to keep things running to keep her busy.

She squinted at the new decor when she came in.

"Bunnies, bunnies everywhere," she muttered, and flopped onto a pile of them. She had no idea why they were there, but they were pink. They were cute. They didn't seem to want to bite her head off, literally or metaphorically. She'd seen worse invasions.

[OOC: closed door, open post!]
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[personal profile] notmyownage 2011-10-22 03:35 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well," mused Claudia. "So long as there's a reason." She didn't manage to catch the bunny. At all. "They're very pink."

[identity profile] chief-cheerio.livejournal.com 2011-10-22 03:43 pm (UTC)(link)
"And there are a lot of them," Quinn agreed, picking up another just to fiddle with its ears. "Are they all over the dorms, or are we special?"

She hadn't really been paying attention when she came up to the room.
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[personal profile] notmyownage 2011-10-23 12:31 am (UTC)(link)
"I didn't see any." Of course, she also didn't see the one that tripped her. "You sure we don't have some kind of bunny-armed enemy?"

[identity profile] chief-cheerio.livejournal.com 2011-10-23 01:55 am (UTC)(link)
Quinn gave Claudia a weird look. "I don't think I have any -- oh shit, would Kenzi think this was funny?"
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[personal profile] notmyownage 2011-10-23 03:56 am (UTC)(link)
"She that klepto kid?" Claudia looked around. "I dunno, maybe?"

[identity profile] chief-cheerio.livejournal.com 2011-10-23 12:41 pm (UTC)(link)
"She took one look at me and decided she hated me," Quinn whined. Topher didn't like her either, but she didn't think he had the balls for something like this. Plus there was the part where he'd spent the day almost getting drowned.

She sat up, hugging a bunny to her chest. "You know what? I think the thing that would drive whoever did this the most nuts would be if we just completely ignore it. Just bag the stray bunnies up for charity or whatever."
Edited 2011-10-23 12:41 (UTC)
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[personal profile] notmyownage 2011-10-23 05:25 pm (UTC)(link)
"Sure. What else would we do, walk out into the hallway and scream melodramatically?"

[identity profile] chief-cheerio.livejournal.com 2011-10-23 05:35 pm (UTC)(link)
"Sure. Curse the very existence of pink plush rabbits," Quinn said, and yawned. "... or not."
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[personal profile] notmyownage 2011-10-23 05:36 pm (UTC)(link)
"Doesn't really sound like our style, anyway. We could ship them all back to Kenzi?"

Actually, she liked donating them to charity better.

[identity profile] chief-cheerio.livejournal.com 2011-10-23 05:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Quinn thought about it a minute. "Nah. If it wasn't her, we'd look dumb. Plus -- busy weekend. I'd rather just give them to Goodwill."
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[personal profile] notmyownage 2011-10-23 06:03 pm (UTC)(link)
"Goodwill works. Let me see if I have a bag big enough to hold them all."

[identity profile] chief-cheerio.livejournal.com 2011-10-23 06:42 pm (UTC)(link)
"I have some trash bags under the bed," Quinn offered, and sat up slowly to find exactly those.
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[personal profile] notmyownage 2011-10-23 07:33 pm (UTC)(link)
"Those'd work." Claudia set her phone aside and shuffled over to help look.
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