[fandomhigh] Room 238, early morning

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

When John wakes up in his room, he's got a slight headache. He moans softly, rubs his eyes and stares up at the ceiling. It feels familiar and yet, not really. His new care bear pillows are soft, but not nearly as nice as Cam's pillows who smell like Archie, who reminds him with Lee but only with curls. He dreamt of lots of girls slapping his ass and groping him which he kinda liked especially that Weir girl but Aeryn will kill him if she finds out and then being brought to the basement. He didn't like the basement and the squid there. The crazy girl gave him a headache.

He sits up in the bed, picks up the telephone and calls Aeryn's voice mail. Afterwards he goes into the bathroom and notices he's less pudgy than he remembers. Deciding it must be all the basketball he's been playing, he heads out of the room 15 minutes laters and wonders down to the gym.

Comments

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

especially that Weir girl

Get your hands off my woman (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomhighdorms/60388.html?thread=1589732#t1589732), bitch.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

She totally had her hands all over me, yo.

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

I'm so gonna kick your ass if you so much as think of her. MINE ALL MINE.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

But she protected me against the scary girl and she groped me so nicely and I totally asked her to marry me.

Please don't kick my ass. You're way burlier than me.

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

Since you acknowledged my burliness, I won't kick your ass. That, and you have pretty eyes. As long as she doesn't say yes to your proposal, we're on speaking terms.

OMG, where am I gonna take her on a date man? I haven't done this for years!

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

She totally was evasive and refused to answer. *sighs and pines*

Hrm, how official is this? Just casual date or a really fancy one?

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

Goes off strikethrough because this is a serious conversation, man!

I dunno. I promised her nice food and music, so I think fancy.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

*considers* A diner probably is too ordinary then. Do we even have a fancy restaurant around?

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

I don't think so. If one doesn't randomly appear in the next few days, I might have to arrange a picnic.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Picnic? That should work. Chicks are supposed to love that stuff.

I wonder if Lee is in to it too.

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

Picnic. Yeah. That sounds good. Only as long as it doesn't rain. But if it rains and she's wearing a white shirt...

Lee would totally love picnics. He seems like a picnicky kind of guy. Take him some southern fried chicken.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

You should check and see if someone in the tower rooms would be willing to let you use their dorm if it rains. You've got a pretty nice view up thre. Oh boy. Take pictures? I can totally drop by and hose you two down if you want.

Southern fried chicken? He has such great taste.

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

Good idea. *makes note to check dorm listing for towers..somewhere without aliens or vampires*

Also need to find photographer to take pictures. You can hose us down and join in if you want.

And coleslaw. Can't forget the slaw.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

I do have them from time to time.

When I was unconscious that Veronica and D'anna person were making pictures of my ass. I think Rory has a camera too. Of course, I don't remember this as I was unconscious.

Thanks, man. Wouldn ever have thought of coleslaw myself.

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

I owe you one. Or two. Lots. Do you accept IOUs?

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Yeah, sure. And I did owe you one myself for I love my Care Bear pillows so much. Thanks for that, man.

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

Anytime, pal. The Care Bear pillows are so soft. So was my Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle pillow. It's kinda weird today though.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

They are, I slept like a baby... although I had way weird dreams.

Dude, are they alright?

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

Weird dreams around here is pretty normal.

I'm gonna put my pillows in to wash in case someone's up to funny business.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I suppose. But my ass is kinda sore...

Good idea. Just don't tell Cam, he might cry.

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

*can't tell the difference between you two guys when you dress alike and when your girlfriends/boyfriends aren't around, so doesn't get the identity crisis*

I'm goin to breakfast. See ya later.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Sure. Have fun. Just let me know when you need me to hose Weir down. I'll try not to enjoy it too much myself.

((Night! *shakes fist at time zones*))

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

I thought you loved Janet!

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

I do, but I really like Liz. And Janet is obsessive over Daniel. I'm goin' for a chance at regular sex rather than once-off make-Daniel-jealous sex.

I can still OMG ANGST over Janet.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

Janet doesn't see that Daniel's as straight as a hula hoop.

How's Jack the Jerk this morning?

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

Snoring.

I think he got lucky last night. That, and Vala made him act like her sex slave in the hall.

He called me fat and hurt my feelings. I'm BUFF, damn it.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

I hate that guy except he has pretty eyes and we both agreed we should model. He called my mother mean things.

You should totally tell that he's going prematurely grey.

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

Ask him when he's voice is gonna break. He'll hate that.

I'm gonna put that girls' hair removal stuff in his shampoo, then tell him he has a receding hairline.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

*notices John and looks confused for a moment as he knows he's John so that can't be John*

Hey, Cam.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

*is more confused then ever*

I'm John, dork head. Did you fall on your head last night?

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

I do have a headache...

*laughs* Very funny. I'm John.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

You are not John. Stop playing with me, Cam.

It's been a long damn night!

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

I'm not playing, man. Stop playing with me!

And it... *blinks and realises he can't remember what the hell happened after the quiz in Jackson's class* Geez, how much did we drink?

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

You're deluded Cameron Leslie Mitchell with a one legged mother. That is you, not me!

We must've had a whole damn keg to drink.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Dude, stop messing around. I don't even know your middle name and I have serious daddy issues which you so do not have.

Maybe Aeryn knows what happened.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Crichton.

*Evil Death Glare of Doom* I think your girlfriend's looking for you.

*notices John Cam, and grins*

Your middle name is Leslie? Nice.

*glares*

But I'll get you for trashing my room, Mitchell. And your little Rocket, too.

*goes off snickering to nurse migraine of room-thrashedness*

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

*looks around* Where is she?