4th Floor Common Room, Friday Morning

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair had some time before his prophecy lab and decided to cook breakfast. Or cut up breakfast, since he decided to make fruit salad.

Well, that was what he was doing before he decided strawberries were good for juggling.

[ooc: so so bored this morning. open!]

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[sensitivejim.livejournal.com]

Jim opened his mouth to make the obvious joke, but decided that he was a better man than that.

"Sure."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair scooped out a bowl of fruit salad and held it out to Jim. "How's your first week of classes been, man?"

[sensitivejim.livejournal.com]

Jim looked slightly askance at the fruit salad and began picking through it for something edible. "I don't know - I wasn't there. Was sick."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Are you okay, man?" Blair frowned and pointed to the blender. "I have some leftover algae shake if you need something healthier."

[sensitivejim.livejournal.com]

"Algae shakes? I think I'll pass, chief," Jim said doubtfully, popping a strawberry in his mouth. "And I'm feeling much better now." He grinned. "I got a date."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Jim, you dog! That's great!" Blair bounced. "Who with?"

[sensitivejim.livejournal.com]

"Lana," Jim grinned, munching on some more fruit.

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair eyed Jim carefully. "I take back my dog comment, man. Be nice to Lana. She's a sweet girl."

[sensitivejim.livejournal.com]

Jim scowled. "Hey hey hey, what kinda guy do you think I am? 'Course I'm going to be nice to her!" He jabbed a finger in Blair's direction. "And I know she's a sweet girl. That's why I'm going out with her. And she asked me, not the other way around."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Dude, back off the finger pointing!" Blair pointed his finger back at him. "I'm just looking out for a friend. No need to get all caveman on me!"

[sensitivejim.livejournal.com]

"I'm not going all caveman on you!" Jim protested, seriously ruffled. "Geez. Can't a guy go on one simple little date . . . It's just a picnic, for godssake."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Go on the date, man. I'm just saying don't act like a caveman with Lana."

[sensitivejim.livejournal.com]

"I wasn't planning on it in the first place!"

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Good. I'm glad we had this talk then."

[sensitivejim.livejournal.com]

"Talk? What talk? All you did was . . . I didn't . . . argh!" Jim threw up his hands, turning away.

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, man. You just remember that." Blair muttered.

[sensitivejim.livejournal.com]

"Remember what?"

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"uh....what I said?" Blair fumbled.

[sensitivejim.livejournal.com]

"Not to be a caveman? I already said that I had no intention of doing that! Why do you think I'm such a bad guy?"

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"...You're tall?" Blair frowned. "You were really grumpy when I first met you. You have that look."

[sensitivejim.livejournal.com]

"I had a black eye and was just dumped at a boarding school against my will, of course I was grumpy," Jim grumbled. "And everyone's tall compared to you. And what look?"

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Are you calling me short?" Blair growled.

[sensitivejim.livejournal.com]

Jim just looked at him, eyebrow raised, from his very definitely height advantage.

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair just glared...up...at Jim for a long moment. Then he stood on his tiptoes.

[sensitivejim.livejournal.com]

Jim raised his chin a bare centimetre. "Yes?"