Second floor common room, Friday night after radio

[gobrookeyourself]

Brooke had had a really fantastic day. Between the kissing booth and the dance and the whole homecoming queen thing, she was in a great mood. She was going to ignore the fact that she could totally drama over kissing Lucas, or her roommate, or the guy who looked totally like her sort-of-kind-of-maybe-ex. And that she was one of two homecoming queens. She was even going to ignore the fact that she ended up coming home alone. So she was ending her day in front of the common room TV, in super cute pajamas and chilling out with celebratory Ben and Jerry's and Soap Net reruns.

Which would work just fine if the TV wouldn't keep fritzing out.

FInally sighing, she put the pint of ice cream down and padded over the TV to hit it a couple times, in case that made it work. What it did was cause a spark of static electricity to pass from Brooke's finger to the TV, earning her a nasty little shock. And blacking out the channel. The others seemed fine, though.

"Well, fine, be that way," she groused, and decided to take her ice cream to her own room, thank you.


[Establishy. SOAP OPERA WEEKEND IS A GO. As of wakeup on Saturday morning, you all might as well be Erica Kane.]