The Roof, Friday evening

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

John trudged up to the roof, thinking.

Not so much thinking as trying not to think. Trying not to think about the imposter professor, not to think about Syd, not thinking about everyone else who left.

Always leaving.

John stepped up on the ledge, toes hanging over.

Self-fulfilling prophesy said he'd live to defeat Skynet. Didn't say if he'd be directing from the battlefront or from a wheelchair.

He looked down at the ground 6 floors below. He hocked a loogie to see how long it took.



roof's open for emo-y purposes!

Comments

[notthehulk.livejournal.com]

"...while looking over the ledge of a relatively high building?" Teddy sat down, legs hanging off the edge. "Heights help the thought processes?"

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"Sometimes, the process takes care of itself." If you're not there to stop it, who will?

[notthehulk.livejournal.com]

Teddy nodded in understanding, clearly getting what John was saying. Except that he totally didn't.

"And does the brooding help?"

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"Nothing helps."

He may be quietly whispering the words to "hurt"

[notthehulk.livejournal.com]

"Ah" Teddy understood that, surprisingly.

"Well, I'm going to go all Titanic on you and say that if you jump, I jump," Teddy said, nudging John with his elbow. "And honestly, I think you'd make a terrible Kate Winslet. No hips on you at all."

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"It's not like the world won't go to hell without me, what's a few less people?"

[notthehulk.livejournal.com]

Teddy narrowed his eyes. "So life sucks, huh? Join the club."

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"President and founder. Have the t-shirt back in my room."

[notthehulk.livejournal.com]

"Really? Can I buy one from you, or should I just brood until it magically appears?" Teddy replied with fake cheeriness before glaring out at the campus. He took a few deep breaths before he could get all 'Teddy Smash!'

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"I'll leave it to you in my will." The night breeze dries tears amazingly well.

[notthehulk.livejournal.com]

Looking over at John, Teddy now felt like the biggest douche since Iron Man.

"I'm sorry I snapped at you like that," Teddy said. "It's just..."

He couldn't really start babbling about his problems right now, that would be even more jerkish.

He sighed and dropped his head. "I am such an douche."

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"I'll leave you that shirt as well. A 2 pack." JOhn is not smirking.

[notthehulk.livejournal.com]

Teddy was not contemplating punching John, not at all. Especially not since he could easily break John's arm. Nope. Not at all.

"Then we'll have two shirts in common. What will the school think?" Teddy asked, smirking back.

Still not thinking about the punching.

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"Frankly, I think this school can go fuck itself. Starting with a certain prof."

[notthehulk.livejournal.com]

Teddy kinda sucked at keeping up with gossip most of the time, but this thing he actually knew.

"Would that be a certain Ethics teacher?"

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"Yes. If it can go fuck itself."

[notthehulk.livejournal.com]

"I can whole-heartedly agree with you on that." Teddyy glared down at an unsuspecting tree.

"Though I think that I'd prefer to just hit him a few times with a bat."

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"It'd take a crane." John lowered his head and decided to keep his shirts. (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomhighdorms/803097.html?thread=61672217#t61672217)