Not lost. Definitely not lost.

[alchemy-4-arson.livejournal.com]

Carrying a textbook and a large yellow lined notepad, Roy is (somewhat grumpily) wandering the various floors of the dormitories, looking for the commonroom, or nearest equivalent.

Despite being a fairly bright boy, he does not stop and simply knock on someone's door for directions. Because bright or otherwise, he's still male. And 99.08% of men/boys/guys do not stop and ask for directions. Ever. (like gravity and bad cafeteria food, this is a truism that spans universes.) The very idea is preposterous and insulting.

EDIT: [Now in the 3rd floor common room]

Comments

[chasingangela]

Unable to sleep, Angela is curled up on the couch in the third-floor common room, watching infomericals and writing in her journal.

"Hi," she calls to Roy. "You can't sleep either?"

[alchemy-4-arson.livejournal.com]

Roy stops mid-step as he's passing by a half-open set of double doors, and turns to look in at the girl calling out to him. He sees a large room with couches and tv. Finally. A commonroom.

"Not really," he replies, flopping onto the couch next to Angela and staring at the tv. Television (like microwave ovens, cellphones, and computers) is something he's had to get used to in the last week. He thinks that of all of these devices, television is clearly the most brilliant and worthwhile invention-- despite also being most useless.

"What is that man selling?" Roy asks, pointing at the screen, mildly puzzled.

[chasingangela]

Angela tilts her head. "It's this machine that shrink-wraps your food to prevent freezer burn. I have no idea why people can't, like, use baggies, but..." the audience on the TV grows louder. "The people on the show seem really into it."

[alchemy-4-arson.livejournal.com]

Roy nods. "Food will freeze better and keep longer when sealed with less oxygen, but this 'shrink-wrapping' looks like more trouble than its worth." He looks away from the tv, toward her. "So why can't you sleep?"

[chasingangela]

Angela waves her hand through the air. "No reason. I guess ... just, like, relationship stuff. Nothing interesting."

"What about you?"

[alchemy-4-arson.livejournal.com]

"Detention's kind of put me off sleeping for a while," he replies with a wince.

[chasingangela]

"What happened in detention?" Angela asks.

((late, forgive me!))

[alchemy-4-arson.livejournal.com]

"Professor ...Dream?...Dream, I think, anyway, that professor had us all lay down and go to sleep for the whole detention day. Then while sleeping we were forced to endure our worst nightmare(s) over and over again."

No problem

[chasingangela]

That's awful," Angela shudders, then thinks of Marty. She hasn't seen him since before he went into detention, almost 24 hours ago. "I had a friend who was in detention, Martin Blank. Did you, like, talk to him or anything?"

Re: No problem

[chasingangela]

[OOC: For 24, read 48. Yeah, I can't count.]

Re: No problem

[alchemy-4-arson.livejournal.com]

"He's the one that got arrested, right?" Roy has curious but unjudgemental tone. He was, after all, in right there in detention as well. "I saw him there, I think. I didn't talk to anyone, though. I arrived last and some people were already asleep, and I think I left last as well. There wasn't really any talking that I remember."

Re: No problem

[chasingangela]

Angela listens thoughtfully. "Yeah, he's the guy the police took during study hall. Thanks."

The infomercial has ended, and an exercise class takes its place on the screen. "My mom did Jazzercise when we were little," Angela says. "It's so doofy looking."

Re: No problem

[alchemy-4-arson.livejournal.com]

Roy is staring at the bouncing, Jazzercising women, leotards and all. "Yes," he agrees without really paying attention. "It's completely pathetic. Very silly looking." He's still staring, but blushing a little.


((OOC:
What do you say we call it a night? Sorry I've been so late in replying to the comments. Keep having to go without my computer for RL stuff. It's been fun though! And Roy always needs more friends.))

Re: No problem

[chasingangela]

[OOC: Not a problem. I would have let it go earlier, but the fact you'd been in detention tied in well with my relationship plot, so I used it. We could hang out in study hall sometime.]