2nd Floor Corridor to 239/240 - After classes

[notcalledlizzie]

Elizabeth had a bad habit of muttering to herself at times. Especially when she was making a list like she was doing now.

"Okay, granola bars, apples. Check the coffee. Wine. I'm pretty sure we need more wine. I'm sure vodka's a great addition to the list. Oh, and bottled water..."

*SPLOOSH*

There was swearing in several languages.

Elizabeth was now very wet. And cold. Woes.


[[ooc: Now NWS...]]

Comments

[janet_fraiser]

Janet leaned out the door to their room, curious. "Did you get attacked by a water bal--"

*SPLOOSH*

"Hell," said Janet.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

"No, I thought I'd go swimming with my clothes on," Elizabeth rolled her eyes. "At least it wasn't the sl... uh. Green stuff." She glanced nervously up at the ceiling, but thankfully nothing else came down.

[janet_fraiser]

Janet rolled her eyes. "How was I supposed to know that you got attacked by Niagra Falls?" she asked. Then she looked down at her soaked clothes and sighed. "This is annoying."

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

"I'm thinking Niagra Falls has less water than what just got dumped on us," Elizabeth moved gingerly into the room, wincing at the squelching. "Yes. Very annoying," she agreed.

[janet_fraiser]

"I think I have dry clothing stashed away somewhere," said Janet, opening her closet and staring into it. "Or at least, I hope I do. I need to do laundry."

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

"I have dry pyjamas," Elizabeth declared. "And a dry robe and dry blanket and dry bed. Welcome to my evening."

[janet_fraiser]

"Pajamas sound good," said Janet. She started digging. "Going to curl up with a good book?"

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Elizabeth grabbed at her towels. "Unless I get a better offer," she grinned, winking.

[janet_fraiser]

Janet snatched up a reasonably clean tank top and a clean pair of shorts, then turned and leaned against the frame of her closet door. "I think we could find better things to do with our time, don't you?" she asked, her voice light.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

"I think two intelligent young women such as ourselves should be able to find plenty of alternatives for spending a plesant evening together," Elizabeth replied, equally as lightly as she wrapped her sopping wet curls up in the first towel.

[janet_fraiser]

Janet dripped on the floor momentarily, a slight smile on her lips. "I'd like to think we could be creative," she said, pulling out a towel and wondering why on Earth she'd decided to grow her hair long again.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

"Being creative sounds very good to me," Elizabeth agreed, smiling as she dug inside a drawer and pulled out pyjamas.

[janet_fraiser]

"We should start out with backrubs," said Janet innocently. "I feel very stressed." She bent over and dried off her hair, then stripped off her shirt and very slowly changed into her tank top."

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

"I'm pretty stressed too. I guess it's the whole suddenly being drenched issue," Elizabeth agreed. She glanced across at Janet, before pulling her own top over her head and rubbed her damp shoulders with her towel.

[janet_fraiser]

"I think that would cause stress in anyone's life," said Janet. She licked her lips as she watched Liz dry herself off. "Need a hand there?"

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

"A hand would be nice, thank you," Elizabeth replied, glancing coyly across at Janet.

[janet_fraiser]

Janet tossed her towel back into her closet and changed into her shorts. Again, slowly. "Can you manage to dry yourself off?" she asked. She moved to sit over by Liz.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

"You know, I think I can," Elizabeth replied. She giggled. "Considering I do every morning!"

[janet_fraiser]

"You're no fun," said Janet, pouting.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Elizabeth sighed melodramatically. "I guess you can help," she said, looking innocently across at Janet.

[janet_fraiser]

"Gosh, as long as I'm not putting you out or anything," said Janet dryly. She held her hand out for Liz's towel.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Elizabeth giggled, as she handed across her towel, before moving to remove her wet jeans.

[janet_fraiser]

Janet took the towel and put it next to her. She moved to help Liz take off her jeans, brushing her fingertips along her waist as she did so.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Elizabeth sighed and shivered, and leant back slightly. "Hey," she murmured.

[janet_fraiser]

"You're very cold," said Janet, scooting forward. "That can't be good."