TogetherAgain
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Lisa: <wipes sweat> Phew! ...I think that's it. Right? We're all moved in? We've all got all of our stuff?
Rowlf: Check.
Robin: Yup!
Chef: Okeee-a-dukeee-a!
Lisa: Good. I guess it's time to-
Rowlf: Play the music?
Lisa: ...No, it's time to-
Robin: Light the lights?
Lisa: ...No, it's time to-
Rowlf: Meet the Muppets?
Robin: <sings> On the Muppet Show tonight...
Lisa: <sigh> No. It's time to tell everyone what our room looks like.
Rowlf: Oh.
On the right-hand wall, there's a bed, a bunk-bed, and a hammock. Lisa has the bed, Chef has the top bunk, Rowlf has the bottom bunk, and Robin has the hammock- though pretty much anyone is welcome to sit in it during the day. Behind the bed, against the back wall, is a changing screen- necessary with a co-ed room, in our humble opinion. Also against the back wall is a desk that is all ready collecting various odds and ends and will very rarely actually be used for writing, though there's always room for the computer on it. It's next to the big bay window with a window seat, which is lined with seven teddy bears of various shapes, sizes, and colors. Outside the window is a window box, with a few small flowers planted for all the roomies to care for, since none of them can remember to do so on their own. The window is tucked behind Rowlf's piano. Along the left-hand wall there's an over-stuffed couch, an over-stuffed easy chair, a stool, a rocking chair, a bean-bag, and a balance ball, because no one in the room can ever decide what they like to sit on best. They're arranged in something of a semi-circle around a nook in the wall- that nook belonging to the Chef, as it's a small kitchen (with bullet-proof walls, floor, and ceiling... Trust us on this one.) The door-wall is lined with shelves, all filled with various books- some read, some unread- a stack of used notebooks, and another stack of an assortment of pieces of paper with bits of stories written on them. One shelf has a stereo, and another shelf is filled with Frog Scout regalia. There's also a shelf of "Jewish/Israel stuff," and the bottom shelf is lined with exactly twenty-one teddy bears. (The remaining two teddy bears have a permanent place on Lisa's bed.) The floor is tile for easy clean-up. Don't get used to seeing it, though- we're not the cleanest group of roomies in the dorms.
Lisa: <Looks around> It's too clean.
Rowlf: Yeah.
Lisa: ...Oh well. <turns on stereo> Let's dance!
Robin: I thought you were gonna work on your story?
Chef: I theenky-thuooght yuoo vere-a gueeng tu seerchety-fleeppy thruoogh zee deecshunery fur humoourk.
Rowlf: I thought you were gonna visit your grandma later today.
Lisa: ...Fine, then, let's NOT dance. <sigh>...
Rowlf: Oh that doesn't mean we're not gonna dance, it's just that you shouldn't.
<the boys start dancing.>
Lisa: That's cruel and unusual punishment and I haven't even had a fair trial...
Chef: Feenish yuoor fleeppy-deecshunery-seercheeng humoourk, und zeen yuoo cun duncey-dunce-a ell yuoor ceres evey!
Lisa: <grumbles> <pulls out a dictionary> Right, so a word with the root "spir," meaning "breathe"...
Rowlf: Check.
Robin: Yup!
Chef: Okeee-a-dukeee-a!
Lisa: Good. I guess it's time to-
Rowlf: Play the music?
Lisa: ...No, it's time to-
Robin: Light the lights?
Lisa: ...No, it's time to-
Rowlf: Meet the Muppets?
Robin: <sings> On the Muppet Show tonight...
Lisa: <sigh> No. It's time to tell everyone what our room looks like.
Rowlf: Oh.
On the right-hand wall, there's a bed, a bunk-bed, and a hammock. Lisa has the bed, Chef has the top bunk, Rowlf has the bottom bunk, and Robin has the hammock- though pretty much anyone is welcome to sit in it during the day. Behind the bed, against the back wall, is a changing screen- necessary with a co-ed room, in our humble opinion. Also against the back wall is a desk that is all ready collecting various odds and ends and will very rarely actually be used for writing, though there's always room for the computer on it. It's next to the big bay window with a window seat, which is lined with seven teddy bears of various shapes, sizes, and colors. Outside the window is a window box, with a few small flowers planted for all the roomies to care for, since none of them can remember to do so on their own. The window is tucked behind Rowlf's piano. Along the left-hand wall there's an over-stuffed couch, an over-stuffed easy chair, a stool, a rocking chair, a bean-bag, and a balance ball, because no one in the room can ever decide what they like to sit on best. They're arranged in something of a semi-circle around a nook in the wall- that nook belonging to the Chef, as it's a small kitchen (with bullet-proof walls, floor, and ceiling... Trust us on this one.) The door-wall is lined with shelves, all filled with various books- some read, some unread- a stack of used notebooks, and another stack of an assortment of pieces of paper with bits of stories written on them. One shelf has a stereo, and another shelf is filled with Frog Scout regalia. There's also a shelf of "Jewish/Israel stuff," and the bottom shelf is lined with exactly twenty-one teddy bears. (The remaining two teddy bears have a permanent place on Lisa's bed.) The floor is tile for easy clean-up. Don't get used to seeing it, though- we're not the cleanest group of roomies in the dorms.
Lisa: <Looks around> It's too clean.
Rowlf: Yeah.
Lisa: ...Oh well. <turns on stereo> Let's dance!
Robin: I thought you were gonna work on your story?
Chef: I theenky-thuooght yuoo vere-a gueeng tu seerchety-fleeppy thruoogh zee deecshunery fur humoourk.
Rowlf: I thought you were gonna visit your grandma later today.
Lisa: ...Fine, then, let's NOT dance. <sigh>...
Rowlf: Oh that doesn't mean we're not gonna dance, it's just that you shouldn't.
<the boys start dancing.>
Lisa: That's cruel and unusual punishment and I haven't even had a fair trial...
Chef: Feenish yuoor fleeppy-deecshunery-seercheeng humoourk, und zeen yuoo cun duncey-dunce-a ell yuoor ceres evey!
Lisa: <grumbles> <pulls out a dictionary> Right, so a word with the root "spir," meaning "breathe"...