2nd floor hallway, morning

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Cameron might be bored. Probably. He's put up nine rolls of papertowels at one side of the hallway and is trying to bowl them over with a basketball he got from the gym. Weeee! Strike! Except, the ball kinda bounces around and it might be possible some people will get woken up like this. Oops.

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"I didn't say anything was wrong with them." As she's distracted he qickly moves to save his precious squished rolls. "All feet smell, even if it's just like feet."

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"They do not!" she says. "John didn't have any problem with them."

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"I'm not saying it's a bad thing!" Cameron waves a papertowel roll around. "I mean, I love how V-" He flushes and stops dead.

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It's impossible not to try to work out the rest of that sentence. It's impossible. "I don't think I want to know," she says slowly.

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Cameron clears his throat. "Stop abusing my papertowels!" He says as a distraction.

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Aeryn kicks another roll. What, she can't be eight sometimes?

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It's papertowel defense, really. That should hold up in court. Cameron swats Aeryn lightly with one of the rolls he's holding.

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He just hit her. Apparently he doesn't understand that she does the hitting. So she picks up the roll she just kicked and hits him with it.

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"Oy, injured party here!" Cameron protests and hits her side with the roll and tries to pull away before she can hit back.

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"They're paper towels, suck it up," she tells him, picking up another roll to throw at him.

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The roll hits him, but as they are just paper towels, it really doesn't hurt. He does put up a show of clutching his chest. Then smirks.

"You serious? Paper towels?" He asks and pulls off a couple of towels. "Curious, have you seen this?" He asks innocently.

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She's still holding one roll to hit him for whatever he ends up doing. "What?" she asks warily.

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He moves closer to her and holds up the paper towels to the light. "See, if you look here." When he's close enough, he quickly drops the towels on her head.

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Aeryn pulls the sheets off her head and attempts to stab him with the paper towel roll.

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"Ow! Okay, that's it. This is war," Cameron tries to swat her away, then draws out his own roll. "En garde!"

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"You're joking."

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"Do I look like I'm joking?" He places a towel on his head to make sure.

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Now she's just confused. "What is with you people putting things on your heads?"

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"It's stylish," he can't exactly hold out his arm so he doesn't. He does however try to remain straight as he hops forward and pokes her with the roll.

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Aeryn totally hits him in the side with her actual hand. It's not hard, but still. It's reaction.

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"Hey, that's cheating!" Cameron whines as the towel falls off his head.

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"Yes. I'm mean, remember?" she says.

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"Ha! Towel fiend!" He swats at her hip and bounces, because he's annoying and bouncy.

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She stares again, concerned. "Do you need to go to the clinic?"

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Cameron sighs and gives up on the poking. "No," he's about to add that he went yesterday, but quickly changes his mind on that one. "Just trying to entertain you."