Room 322, Thursday Evening

[living_endless]

Didi had gone a little crazy finding decorations for her wee tiny artificual Christmas tree. There was strung popcorn and tinsel and mermaids and goldfish and red, black and silver balls and even a few cute skeletons. There were poodles and multicolored candy canes and a perfect angel for the top.

... there was about one ornament for every branch. Which was a wee bit much.

Door open, she was trying to weed through them while she waited for Jono.

[OOC: For the boy, but open room post!]

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[furnaceface]

//Occasionally,// Jono mused, picking bits of holiday lights off of himself before setting himself quite firmly to the task of straightening out the wrappings on his chest, //I prove to be just as useful as I am jarringly handsome.//

Or, well, just jarring.

[living_endless]

Didi put the charred remains of the lights into her trashcan. The tree would be just fine with no lights at all.

"See, so there's why I keep you around," she said. "I knew I'd figured it out..."

[furnaceface]

//I also come in handy when th'pilot light on th'stove flickers out,// he added, running his hand over his wrappings to make certain that everything was properly in place.

Yes, it was a joke. It actually managed to sound like one, too.