"Woah Woah Woah! Would you stop dragging me, I can walk on my own ya know." Party Complained. "Why are we leaving all of the sudden anyways?"
Red stopped. "Umm, room check in. Their making sure everyone is accounted for. And... Uh... You know... Awkwardness." He said, smiling and shrugging as he trotted back to his their room.
Party stared at blaise for a moment, but shrugged it off and kept walking "So whats next on our adventure" He said jokingly
Song sighed and waved goodbye sadly. She put her guitar away in its case and strapped it on. She left the music room, locking the door behind her, and headed to her own dorm room.
Red's eyes almost literally burst into flames as he pulled three large bags of cheesy poppy goodness out of his bag. "CHEESE POPCORN!" He screamed, laughing maniacally and sniffing the cheesy scent, getting nearly high off the stuff.
Charlotte had her head in the notepad, scribbling frantically. here were crumpled pieces of paper everywhere as they overflowed in the paper bin. She would quickly stop for a second and look at what she had written...then she would rip out the page, scrunch it up and throw it away. She sighed. "Gah! One will never come up with any acceptable ideas! One is a total failure this year! My perfect record! Ruined!..." She continues to 'brainstorm' as she was getting nowhere.
"Watchya doin?" Song asked kick a few paper balls on the floor. "Sounds like its not working out so well.. can i help?" she asked, pulling her guitar off and setting it on its stand by the door.
Charlotte turned to Rocking. "Oh! Er..One didn't notice you there...*Ahem* Every year, I would write a composition to perform...But One cannot think of any ideas!" She slammed her head into the notepad. The last few pages did nothing to soften the landing. "Ow..."
Red looked up, his muzzle halfway inside the bag. He nodded and continued scarfing down his favorite treat. When he emerged, he looked at Party. "You have NO idea."
Song giggled and set her bag down, "The classic case of Writer's Block.. Have you tried taking a walk? Clear the mind a little?" She moved to Charlotte's side and picked up one of the paper balls. "is it for a play or something?"
Red laid back, leaning against the side of his bed. "Ummm... We could... Umm, wait.. For tomorrow. Oooor, we could play video games."
Red sighed. "I hate making desicions.... You got a mare waiting for ya?" He asked, the question coming out of nowhere.
Red shook his head. "Nothing serious. A few 'two week mare friends' high school. Sadly, most mares where I come from are loud and pretentious. None of the nice and quiet types."
