Cushions are Comfy

[Backlash]

Derek walked into the common room and fell over onto the couch. He had just gotten back from taking the squad out on a run and was relieved to be back. He had very little idea on who else was in the room and he didn't really care at the moment. Rubbing his eyes, he yawned and awkwardly begun to take his X jacket off. It was an awesome piece of his uniform but not so comfortable after all the running around and now it was all sweaty.

Once he got it off, he took a sniff of it and grimaced. "...thats going to need a wash..." he mumbled to himself, smiling. Throwing the jacket over the side of the couch, he closed his eyes. He was still wearing his uniform, but with the exception that he was wearing an average blank-T. He could sometimes get away with this while wearing the jacket.

Settling back into the cushions, he kept his eyes shut, though he had this eerie feeling that he was being watched.

[Autumn Kulas]

Autumn caught the smell of the jacket in desprite need of a wash as she made her way from her room to the kitchen. "Smells like Derek..." She said to herself as she changed her destination from the kitchen to the Common Room.

As always she wore a torn shirt showing off her flat stomach and a pair of jeans, her wavy hair was tied into a loose ponytail at the base of her neck, allowing for loose strands to fall into her eyes. "For the love of all that is and will ever be...please wash that thing." She said as she removed it from the couch, tossing it toward his face...making sure he could smell the stink.