Second Floor Common Room [Tuesday Morning]

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

Wanting to escape his room and hide for a while, John grabs his books, notebooks, and graphs and takes up residence in the second floor common room. He's got more equations to work on for math, equations, reading, and research for Quantum Physics, a report on his interview with Duo to finish, and an interview with Tex to write up.

So, like all good students, he's currently using his books and notebooks as a footrest and is flipping through early morning cartoons.

[Feel free to come in and study, harass, talk, play Monopoly, throw water balloons or the like. Just no strip triad!]

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[leeadama.livejournal.com]

"Well," and he all but falls into a chair next to him, "I did. Months ago. Stupid thing. And I'm sorry that what I did is now creating a problem for you and Aeryn. But I'm just frustrated that you'd bring it up!" Lee laughs. "What's the thing you people say -- what happens in Fight Club, stays in Fight Club?"

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"It's all right, Lee." John nods and flips a channel, landing on an old Scooby Doo cartoon. "I have foot in mouth syndrome and it flared up yesterday. I kissed you that night too. And now I have to find a way to fix it."

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

Lee blushes a little so he looks away. Finally, he looks back and nods. "Okay. But ... just tell her ... gods, John, and I worked really hard to get to be friends with her. She's never going to trust me again," he says sullenly.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, well," John says, "we'll see if she trusts me again either. I might've wrecked it. Crap. But I'll tell her you didn't do it to steal me or anything. It just kind of happened, you know."

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

"And nothing's happened since!" Lee says all too quickly. Ignoring the whole trip to the sand monster planet where they totally almost made out, omg.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"I know!" John shrugs and stabs at the remote control again. "It's all right, Lee. This one's on me and I get to fix it."

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

Lee groans and leans heavily into his chair. "I'm sorry," he repeats and closes his eyes, getting sleepier by the moment.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"It's okay, dude. Really." John frowns at him. "Did you get any sleep?"

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

"Nope," he murmurs back before sliding quickly off to sleep.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John just shakes his head at Lee and turns the tv's volume down.