COMMONS ROOM
23:27
"Okay, so, if the world were made of ice cream, what flavor would you prefer it to be?" A drowsy PJ asked his friend, leaning against his shoulder in a laying position one of of the very pleasantly cushioned sofas, whilst he lazily and haphazardly kicked softly at the pot of a decorative plant. Meanwhile, the friend who acted as his cushion, David, tick-tacked away at the keyboard on the screen of an iPad. He looked up from his work at the question and looked down over his shoulder at the messy brown mop that was PJ's hair, and considered it. "Uh... what?"23:27
"If the world was ice cream, what flavor would it be?" PJ repeated.
"...wouldn't that totally destroy basically all ecosystems?"
"Damn, you're, like, zero fun."