fandomtownies | Improv Class, The Boards, Thursday Evening

"Good evening, class," Jono greeted the improv group from where he was sitting on the edge of the stage. There was a mildly annoyed looking mouse sitting on top of his head, today, and a three-legged dog dozing at his feet. His cat was sequestered to the upstairs, because even Jonothon could only be so masochistic all in one go. "Today, we'll be giving our brains some exercise again with another one of those messing-with-letters games. Only, this time, instead of making certain we include every letter over the course of a scene, we'll be omitting one entirely. The game is called, 'No P,' and the aim of it is to not use any words that include one letter of the other actor's choosing."

He gave a little smirk, silently congratulating himself for only using the letter in question in order to tell his actors the name of the game itself. It was the little things, really.

"So, break off, groups of two, each of you choose a letter for the other of you, and then let's see a scene, hm?"

[OCD done! Have at thee!]

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"I've been keeping up with a lot of it," she protested, still smiling. "Singing and writing I can do anywhere, acting I get during class, dance I can do anywhere, if I really want. It's just that pianos are sorta hard to carry around."

Just a bit.

"That's true enough," Jono replied, looking faintly amused. "I think, in case you find the doors locked here, there might actually be one in the dorms, down in the rec room, but I wouldn't quote me on that. It's been... Christ, half a decade since the last time I was down there to see for myself, after all."

His time, obviously. Not Fandom's time, so much.

"It's possible," Karina admitted. "I haven't really done a lot of exploring of the dorms."

They were kinda a place that she slept and not much more? Maybe she had to change that a bit.

"The sixth floor has a ball pit," Jono shared, sounding almost wistful at the mention of it. "Never was much for ball pits back when I was your age. Almost wish I was, now."

Except no.

"Hindsight and its perfect vision, I suppose."

... Jono, you're losing cool points.

"Ball pits are fun if you're, like, five."

Karina was judging you, Jono.

Jono just laughed and shook his head.

"And back in high school, I would've agreed with you," he replied. "And then I would've slunk off to play guitar and lament about how screwed up the world is. Possibly playing Pearl Jam music. Loudly."

That was pretty much his youth in a nutshell, yes.

"... Hell, I still do that. But just letting go and being an immature idiot holds its appeal now and again, too. I still get in snowball fights with friends back in New York."

And he cheated at them, too.

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