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]

"Well duh. Wolf, panther, totally different things. You can say that again," Jim said, rolling his eyes.

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"I'm obviously the species with the higher brain function." Blair smirked.

[sensitivejim.livejournal.com]

"Hey now, chief," Jim complained. "That's not fair. You hardly know me."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"That's true, man." Blair frowned. "We should get to know each other better."

[sensitivejim.livejournal.com]

Jim gave him a weird look. "You hitting on me or something?"

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair took a quick step backwards and shook his head. "No, man. Not at all."

[sensitivejim.livejournal.com]

"Uh huh." Jim just shook his head and headed for the fridge. "Alright, chief. Let's be friends. What do you want to know."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"What's your favorite color? Where did you grow up? Did you have any pets? Are you an only child?" Blair bounced and grabbed a notebook out his backpack.

[sensitivejim.livejournal.com]

"Blue, all over, no, no, and you're going to take notes?"

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"I like green, me too, me either, I am and yes. Is there something wrong with that?"

[sensitivejim.livejournal.com]

Jim just shook his head. "You take notes on all your friends?"

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"I take notes on everything, man." Blair paused and looked up. "Are we friends?"

[sensitivejim.livejournal.com]

Jim thought about that for a minute, then shrugged. "Sure. Why not?"

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Cool!" Blair bounced forward and stuck out his hand. "I think we should shake on it."

"Unless you're more of a hugger."

[sensitivejim.livejournal.com]

"Shaking hands is just fine," Jim said, doing so. Because the touchy-feely comes later.

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair smiled and shook hands. Like in the icon where you're copping a feel?

[sensitivejim.livejournal.com]

It could be worse.

Jim just shook his head, turning back to his quest for orange juice. "So, got any advice for my big date?"

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair almost fell over laughing. "You really don't know a lot about me, man. I'm the last person you want to be asking dating advice from."

[sensitivejim.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, but you're Lana's friend," Jim pointed out, locating the juice and pouring himself a glass.

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Yeah...still." Blair shook his head. "I'm like the anti-Midas when it comes to girls. Everything I touch turns to a river of molten crap."

[sensitivejim.livejournal.com]

Jim laughed at him. "Aw, c'mon, chief, it can't be that bad."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"No, man. It really couldn't." Blair ticked off the list on his fingers. "First date ever, the girl broke up with me before we even got to dessert. My first girlfriend dumped me for her best friend. The most action I've gotten was being drugged and stripped and dressed as a mime in another guys bed and the last girl I kissed was in an established relationship with another girl at the time."

"Those are just the highlights." Blair nodded. "Molten crap."

[sensitivejim.livejournal.com]

"Whoa." Jim blinked. "My consolations to you." He grinned. "I, on the other hand, have never had these problems."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Please don't convince me of your player-ness, man. You're going out with my friend."

[sensitivejim.livejournal.com]

"Which brings me back to my original point - Lana-specific advice." Jim blinked, as if remembering something. "Oh. If this goes well I have to call Evie and cancel . . ."