Room 503 [afternoon]

Jul 10, 2011 14:57

Now, initially, Puck had sworn and stomped around and been unhappy about the pony arrangement. Then he'd taken a look out into the hall, seen he was hardly alone in this, and realized that he might as well make the best of it ( Read more... )

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chief_cheerio July 10 2011, 19:16:52 UTC
"Good thing we didn't try to leave the island today," Quinn said, trotting up to his door. (Don't ask how she managed the stairs. Just don't.)

Then, with a snicker: "...wait, are you trying to work out?"

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sexonyoursheets July 10 2011, 19:47:55 UTC
"What else am I gonna do?" Puck all but whined, though he got distracted by actually looking at her. "You look pretty. I mean, for a horse. What's on your ass?"

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chief_cheerio July 10 2011, 19:52:13 UTC
"I don't know, pony stuff," Quinn said mildly. "Frolic. Graze."

She was trotting in circles as she spoke, almost breaking her neck as she tried to see her marking. "I think it's my Q!" she preened. "And you have that Jewish star thing. Hot."

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sexonyoursheets July 10 2011, 20:37:12 UTC
"Why do we have tattoos on our asses?" Puck wondered, laughing as he watched her. "I think you're doing better with the pony thing than me. I think you like it."

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