Room 306, Tuesday Afternoon

[snarkyprincess]

Summer was lying on her bed, snuggling Pancakes and possibly sulking. She'd been avoiding being in her room lately. Chris surely must know about her fight with Savannah.

She probably told anyone she could that Summer was an evil psycho bitch. Summer didn't care. She did what she thought was right to protect one of her friends. Okay, maybe she did care a little what people thought of her. Also, she didn't want Savannah to set her on fire or something. That would suck.

It was times like this when she really wished Shawn was here.

[ooc: open, I suppose.]

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[neurotic-witch.livejournal.com]

Pulling back, Chris smiled. "And you're kinda scary when you're angry," he teased.

[absolutesnark]

"Yeah, I've been told that," Summer said with a faint smile. "I'm sorry if I messed things up between you and Savannah."

[neurotic-witch.livejournal.com]

Chris shrugged. "I'm going to go talk to her and see what's up. But it's not like we're exclusive or anything."

[absolutesnark]

"But you like her," Summer said.

[neurotic-witch.livejournal.com]

"Well... yeah."

[absolutesnark]

"Then go talk to her."

[neurotic-witch.livejournal.com]

Chris smiled and stood up. "Okay. I'll talk to you later."

[absolutesnark]

Summer nodded. "Talk you you later."