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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It lands on Aeryn's foot, and she bends to pick it up. "I deny nothing," she says, and bounces the ball back at him again, also harder.

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This time he is prepared, but he forgets about his shoulder and damn, she's strong. It still doesn't wipe the smirk from his face.

"Nothing, huh? Interesting." Looking very much as if he knows a secret, he passes the ball directly instead of bouncing it.

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She catches it, asks, "Interesting?" and tosses it back.

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"Uh huh, so you're not denying that you really really love Thundercats." Cameron tosses it right back without much pause.

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"That I shouldn't have to deny. It should be common sense," she says, and tosses the ball back a little harder.

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He might flinch a bit, but he still tosses it back. "Now you're just denying."

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"No," she says, and bounces it back just for a change. "I'm really not."

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"Okay," he's kinda grateful for the change and returns the bounce a bit more at leisure. The paper towel around his head is starting to come loose. "Then what are you denying?"

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"I said I wasn't denying anything," she says, bouncing it back again. "Except the cat cartoon thing which I shouldn't have to."

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Now he's just confused. "So you do like it then? Score!" He grins and passes the ball back with enthusiasm.

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Aeryn shakes her head. "You're delusional. It's almost impressive."

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"But you just said you're in denial." Yups, she's lost him and he's got paper towel in his mouth. Damn.

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"I didn't, actually," she says, and she thinks she might keep the ball for now. He can't even handle paper towels.

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Cameron tries to get the towels loose, which somehow ends in him twirling around as it doesn't cooperate.

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"...Are you all right?"

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He finally ends up ripping through it and crumbling it up in a big ball. He might have some pieces stuck somewhere and his hear is definitely standing on ends. "Just fine."

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She nods, holding the basketball a little tighter. "Good," she says, deeply concerned for his mental state.

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He throws the ball of paper towels right at her.

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She catches it, and says, "Maybe you should lie down."

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"I just got up!" He's sad that there isn't any bouncing back going on right now.

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"Do you need me to knock you out?" she offers. "I can."

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"No," he blinks. "Are you serious?"

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"I could..." she says, and somewhere she just completely lost him and now she has no idea what's going on. "Know what? I'm going to go back to m- the room, and I'll lie down."

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Cameron's confused. "But I just got you to wake up!"

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"Yes, but now I have a headache," she says, heading back to the door.