7 Minutes in Heaven

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The Rules:

1. Comment with your character name/fandom/prefs in the subject line
2. Comment around, you're now trapped in a closet and must kiss whoever you're trapped with! It can be just a simple kiss on the cheek or something a little...more. It just has to last for at least 7 comments each!
3. You don't have to start right away. Build things up! It's more fun that way.
4. ???????
5. Profit~

Stolen lovingly from memebells

Comments

[britta_ftw]

[Britta stops in her tracks for a moment, her brows furrowed in confusion before she runs to catch up with him again.] Wait -- why? Isn't that the complete opposite of what we want him to do?

[She takes her phone out though.]

[the_new_sexy]

No, we'll send him to the Dean's office and see where they try to kill him from.

[Obviously.]

[britta_ftw]

[She is going to hit him.]

What? No, we're not going to do that! Look, we already know that they are or will be in the Dean's office -- why do we have to drag Abed into this anymore?

[the_new_sexy]

[he spins around and all but hisses in her direction]

Because they're not going to just sit there like something out of a movie, waiting for him to arrive. They're going to be cunning, and they're going to hide out. Either you text him and tell him when to arrive so we can be there to protect him when they try to attack him, or we don't bother with that, probably get killed ourselves, and then when they're ready to kill him, he'll die, too. Brilliant, excellent.

[aaaand he spins back around with DRAMATIC COAT FLOURISH] This is why i wanted you to stay in the closet.

[britta_ftw]

[Her jaw clenches, her hands ball into fists, and she's really quite amazed at the self-restraint that she has. She's able to beat back enough of the rage to let one word out.] Fine.

[She texts Abed and follows Sherlock.] How's this then, "Abed, can you meet me at the Dean's office in ten minutes? It's important."

[the_new_sexy]

Make it five.

[britta_ftw]

Alright, five then. Sherlock, I hope you're right. [What the hell is she talking about? Of course he's right. He's going to be right, Abed's going to be safe, the bad guys are going to be arrested, and Sherlock's going to rub it in her face.

Great.]

[the_new_sexy]

[he looks back at her, at first a little offended by the notion that he wouldn't be right, then with only slightly softer features. Friend of hers, of course. Sentiment, naturally.]

Let's go.

[britta_ftw]

Question though; we going to let Abed on the plan or leave him in the dark? [Though, who is she kidding? He'll most likely know something's up just from her text alone.]

[the_new_sexy]

Him knowing about it will only make him afraid, which will give us away to the killers.

[britta_ftw]

[Despite the very upcoming life-threatening situation, Britta laughs.] He'll probably say something about his exact role in all this. Is he supposed to be playing the scared victim or the "oh hell naw" kind of victim?