smash_logs | Roommate Partay!

Who: Everybody ever
What: OPEN LOG! ROOMIE LOG
Where: Your dorm room and beyond
When: From November 16-24
Warnings: Don't even get me started.

You heard the "what"! It's a roomie log! What does this mean for our dudes? It's a good way to build CR between characters who are meant to interact on a daily basis, but somehow you never really get the chance to stick them together otherwise, in logs or commentspam or whatever! Here is a good chance.

Before you start a thread, I'd suggest getting the okay from the other character's mun just in case. Basically, just add a thread with the room number (and date/time, if it matters) and take it where you will! Go crazy, do whatever. Story swapping. Bed jumping. Nail painting. Slug wars in sleeping bags. ~It can be yours, my friend, as long as you make a thread.~

Don't just limit yourself to one thread, either. If it so appeases you, you could hold a thread with more than just two characters (Man cave in BE-01), or if that one thread between your two dudes wasn't enough, make another one for a different time. Have fun, guys! Get ready to bug your roommates and next-door neighbors. BLOCK PARTY BLOCK PARTY and then the RAs kicked everyone out.

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Ah, that was music to his ears! Pun completely intended.

"Prepare yourself for a real treat, then." He struck a pose! And started to play! And it was pretty good.

But he also started to sing, and that was not as good. Actually no it was terrible. Kaz. Kaz, stop. No seriously.

Peach was thoroughly enjoying the guitar song. But then he sang. Oh no. Oh dear Kaz. But...being a critic would be rude and especially because Miller was playing this song out of kindness. So she doesn't say a thing. She looks like she's enjoying it, nonetheless.

Wow, for once he had an audience that wasn't cringing in pain or throwing things at him. HE MUST BE IMPROVING. Or maybe she was just too polite to say anything. Still, it was a nice change from usual. When he finished the song, he set the guitar aside and took an overdramatic bow.

Peach clapped even though the singing really sounded like nails on a chalkboard plus a dying cat.

"Thank you, thank you. What'd you think?"

With his performance over, he could pay more attention to those delicious-smelling cupcakes. AND HAVE A BITE. OMFNOMFNOMF.

Roommate Partay!

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