Stark Industries, Wednesday, Aug. 28

[ultron_junior]

There was a mysterious high-pitched humming coming from the ducts at Stark Industries today. Victor hadn't been able to track it to its source, and Jarvis was refusing to help.

He jammed earplugs into his ears and found a laptop that needed TLC. It was nice to solve one problem today.

[OOC: Open repair shop, no OCD!]

Atlas Gym, Wednesday

[so_hawkward]

With Kitty off helping Stiles and classes on break, Clint found himself with a lot of free time. Mainly, he was spending that time worrying about Kitty being off with Stiles, especially since she said things were getting worse and hadn't been in touch since. He didn't want to text her - if she was busy, she wouldn't be able to respond, and if things were fine he'd look like he didn't trust her to be okay - so he was taking his frustrations out on one of the punching bags and calling it an equipment check.

He did notice one of the Zumba instructors taking pictures of him while he worked out, but he didn't notice she was using his phone to take them. Hopefully, Kitty would appreciate those texts instead.

[Open!]

Luke's, Wednesday

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

Ice cream. All the ice cream.

She was getting kicked out of the dorms! On Friday! The hell!

SPECIALS
Chocolate chocolate chip fudge ice cream
Tin Roof Rusted ice cream
Milky Way Explosion ice cream

[ooc: flying OCD-Free]

The Devil's Nest, Wednesday Evening

[justlurkinghere]

Derek spent tonight glaring at his phone. Because of reasons.

Not even the DJ's attempts at getting a reaction via non-stop One Direction playing was distracting him from his phone based rage. But, to be honest, the DJ wasn't trying nearly as hard as he could be.

No, not even when he switched it up with some Taylor Swift. Not even then. It was possible that the DJ was starting a nervous break down now that his methods of torture weren't working.