seven. ➛ [written]

[toughest.livejournal.com]

So weird shit is nothing new here, obviously. But I was wondering, and you can consider this research or just something for the hell of it, just what kind of losses people have gone through. I'm talking about the temporary kind here.

Like being turned into a child or an animal or being stuck in an outfit for a certain amount of time. Collective losses or individual ones, doesn't matter. So if you feel like it, share with the class.

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[toughest.livejournal.com]

Okay, point taken. But really, what got you into ping pong of all things?

[batfail.livejournal.com]

College. I don't live on campus and I don't really have time to join a club, so I started playing ping pong to feel a little more integrated. [Once they reach the table, she grabs some paddles. She has a lucky paddle. B| ]

[toughest.livejournal.com]

[Don't tell him that unless you want him to laugh.]

Do you miss it?

[batfail.livejournal.com]

School? [She looks thoughtful as she hands him a paddle.] Kinda. I never did the college thing for me, it was just so my mom would think I'm actually doing something with my life. But I've ended up making some friends in the process, and I could always use more of those.

[toughest.livejournal.com]

[He takes it and moves to the other side of the table.]

Nice. Did you get to join any clubs?

[batfail.livejournal.com]

Nah. I can't really commit to another schedule. You know about the late nights. [She moves to her side and twirls the paddle.] I add any more to my plate, and I'm going to have to buy all the under-eye concealer in Gotham to hide the massive bags under my eyes.

[toughest.livejournal.com]

Yeah, got a point there. But hey, at least you got some friends out of it.

[batfail.livejournal.com]

That was where you were supposed to say, "No Steph! I bet you never look THAT bad."

But speaking of friends... [She bounces the ball on the table.] Promise to still be friends after I kick your ass at ping pong? I promise I won't brag too much.