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Jack Priest ([personal profile] bitten_notshy) wrote2009-09-12 10:00 pm

Room 308, Saturday Night

Jack's day had been very full, between detention, a movie with Emma, and ... other entertainment with Andy. After his roommate (and his green "friend") left, he laid on his bed with the door closed, not really thinking, just staring into space.

Either the paint swirls were more fascinating than he had ever noticed, or he was still a little baked.

[OOC: For that short girl.]

[identity profile] guardianborn.livejournal.com 2009-09-13 02:14 am (UTC)(link)
Rose had gotten back to her room to find that it had disappeared. No, seriously, what the hell.

She put her foot through the drywall to confirm it was still BACK THERE before realising that there wasn't a door. So even if she did break it down, it wasn't like she was going to stay there without a door.

...someone's ass was going to be kicked so hard.

Giving the room up as not worth it so late, she stomped down to Jack's room and banged tapped on the door. ...it would be so good if he didn't have company. She didn't wanna go trail about like freaking Mary on Christmas Eve.

And wasn't THAT a weird analogy.

[identity profile] guardianborn.livejournal.com 2009-09-13 02:45 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm going to kill everything," she announced, arms crossed over her chest. "Can I spend the night here?"

And the smell registered - "holy shit, are you high?"

Well, that sapped the pissiness and made her start to crack up.

[identity profile] guardianborn.livejournal.com 2009-09-13 02:58 am (UTC)(link)
She snickered, eyeing him. It was kinda a relief not to have to look way, way up. "Uh huh. I've seen that look before."

"And so what? There are showers.". Which thankfully she'd taken advantage of after training all freaking day, thanks Dimitri.

[identity profile] guardianborn.livejournal.com 2009-09-13 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
Rose laughed, flopping down next to him on the bed. "What'd you think? I'm so sad I missed this."

It was - very good high logic. She was impressed.

"Someone took my door off my room. And put a WALL over it." Oh, hey, there was the fury. "A wall!"

[identity profile] guardianborn.livejournal.com 2009-09-13 03:24 am (UTC)(link)
Rose stared at him then cracked up.

"No, Jack. You're the one that's on drugs. I know where my room is." She twisted her lips. "...also I kicked a hole in the drywall."

[identity profile] guardianborn.livejournal.com 2009-09-13 03:34 am (UTC)(link)
"...no, the gremlins stole it," Rose said dryly. But she was giggling too because omg, Jack.

[identity profile] guardianborn.livejournal.com 2009-09-13 03:43 am (UTC)(link)
"I still wanna know why he thought giving drugs to gremlins was a good idea," she teased, wrapping her arm around his waist. She scowled. "I dunno yet. I think I'm blaming Bobby."

He was the only one she'd taunted really badly recently after all.

[identity profile] guardianborn.livejournal.com 2009-09-13 04:04 am (UTC)(link)
Okay, Jack high was freaking adorable. "Getting bit sucks, yeah," Rose agreed.

"Cause maybe I told him he should get tested for the clap?" She said, unable not to grin at that. "Because he could have gotten it through the showers."

[identity profile] guardianborn.livejournal.com 2009-09-13 04:16 am (UTC)(link)
"Exactly!" She laughed. "Totally not my fault. He's the naïve one who can't take a joke."

[identity profile] guardianborn.livejournal.com 2009-09-13 04:33 am (UTC)(link)
"I am angry at him," Rose bitched. "And whoever helped him." ...but okay, it was funny. "Damn Dimitri kept me over forever and so I wasn't even there and ugh. He's going to be so sorry."
Edited 2009-09-13 04:34 (UTC)

[identity profile] guardianborn.livejournal.com 2009-09-13 09:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Rose scowled. "I have no idea yet, but I am so figuring it out."

[identity profile] guardianborn.livejournal.com 2009-09-13 11:10 pm (UTC)(link)
"...as long as it's not a nightshirt?" she couldn't help teasing. "I'd totally appreciate it."

[identity profile] guardianborn.livejournal.com 2009-09-13 11:47 pm (UTC)(link)
"Poor Jack's night shirt," Rose teased, catching the shirt as she stood up. "Is it going to survive the rejection?"