Hallway outside rm #508 - Monday late afternoon

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It took her two trips to haul all her stuff back to her dorm room. The second trip was more tiring cause hello? fifth floor here. She was dragging her last bag down the hallway, mumbling and grumbling about why she had so much stuff in the first place when she finally reached her door, sighing in relief, and reaching for the door knob that suddenly wouldn't turn. 

Annette glared at it and put both hands on it, trying to get the darn thing to turn and open up. "What the hell?"

Then it dawned on her. "Omigod. Not again."

That's why Annette quickly crouched before her door and started petting the knob. even though she was sure Dick was better at dealing with pesky knobs. He has had experience.

"Come on, open up. I'm sorry for whatever I did wrong. I ... love you. You're pretty and shiny and see? I'm rubbing you. You've got to like that, right?" Man, this sucked.

"Stupid door," she mumbled under her breath.

(it is open, yes!)

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John was lugging his stuff down the hallway, looking for Room 507. Looking at numbers on doors as he walked, he almost tripped over Annette crouched in front of 508. "Hey Annette, door knob trouble?" he asked with a grin.

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She looked up over her shoulder at John, then stood up slowly, "Kind of. Say, you wanna try and open it for me? And...you are on this floor?" Uh-oh. Not that that was a problem. Nope. Not at all.

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"I'm in 508," he said, directing his thumb at the door across the way. "It seems we're neighbors. And the neighborly thing would be to help you with this door knob." He dropped his stuff and approached Annette's door. "I heard on announcements that you gotta sweet talk 'em."

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She knew he totally meant 507 since it was the one he hooked his thumb at. "Neighbors. That's great!" Really. "We'll be even closer to share pie." She rubbed her brow and wrapped her hair closer around the curve of her neck.

"Mine is particular. I think you should try it. The sweet talking."

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[ooc: grr! stupid hands seem to hate odd numbers!]


John cocked his head and squatted in front of the door knob. "Hey there little buddy! Were you feeling neglected?" He massaged the door knob with his palm. "How would you like a little oil for your latch? We might even be able to get the pretty girl to apply it. Liberally." John glanced at Annette and waggled his eyebrows.

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She was shaking her head and whispering, "Uh-uh John, I'm not rubbing it with oil." Then she looked down at her hand, then the knob, then back at John.

"Maybe you should, you know, lick it."

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John looked at her, "Annette, why would I lick it if you won't even apply oil to it?"

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She shrugged. "I think it's partial to...boys. And I don't want to get my hand icky."

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He raised an eyebrow, "I never considered licking to be part of sweet talk, but you are buying me pie on Thursday." He bent his head to the knob and paused, "You really think licking it will work?"

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She wasn't sure, but she sure was having fun watching John do as she asked. It was amusing her to no end, which she totally kept in check.

"Licking should definitely work, but keep in mind technique, John," she said straight faced.

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He wasn't stupid, he figured she just wanted to see him lick the door knob. He decided to give her a show.
"Here goes nothing," he said, as he stuck his tongue out and gently licked around the face of door knob, moving his head in a half circle as he went. When he'd fully saturated the door knob with his tongue he pulled away, stood, and said with a grin, "There, now you get to open it"

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Annette watched him and wasn't sure whether to be totally impressed by his tongue lap dance or totally icked out that he would actually lick a door knob. Then she was wondering just how many things he's licked before cause this seemed way too easy for him.

She blinked and stared up at him when he was done, "But...I thought...you...how come you can't open it?"

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John was proud of his licking skills, they sure were handy.

He chuckled and smirked, "I licked it! Now you open it."

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Annette had licking skills, she was sure of it.

"Make me!"

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Uh oh. A challenge! "Fine!" He laughed and reached out, intending to grab her hand.

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Surprised, she giggled and wrapped her arms around her back, clasping her hands together, "You can't do it!" Then she totally tried to dodge him.

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He grinned, reaching out to tickle her side, "Wanna bet?"

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"Yeah, I bet!" She tried side-stepping, laughing, clutching her hands tightly together behind her.

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"Good!" John reached his other hand out, intending to tickle both sides at the same time.

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"Ahhhhhh!" Annette let loose of her hands in order to fend him off, pushing at his chest.

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John tried to grab her wrist with one hand while still going after the ticklish spot with the other.

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He managed that quite easily too while she was trying to grab at the hand that was still trying to tickle her. "Okay! Okay!" She laughed.

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He grinned and guided her hand gently to the door knob. "Now you turn the knob by twisting your wrist and the door opens!"

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"But...but it has your spit on it!" Annette dug in her heels, still laughing.

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"What's wrong with my spit?" John asked with a fake pout.

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That one sort of stumped her, "Well...I think if spit is not in your mouth it's kind of icky." She blinked cause that's not exactly true. It was nice getting licked, or kissing and sharing it...and her mind was going to pleasant places and she blushed and...

"Right!"

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"Well, by that reasoning there would be no point to kissing, or many other things," he tried not to think about those things. "So open the door!" He was still holding her hand against the knob after all.

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"Many other things..." she said dumbly, thinking hard, not even paying attention when her hand curved over the knob and she opened the door.

"Oh."

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John was a little disappointed that the door opened. He'd been having fun.

"Well, it's open and I made you do it, what do I win?" he asked with an eyebrow waggle.

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"What do you win?" She asked, snorting. "You win a friendly neighbor. Whenever you need to borrow something, just ask, it's yours." Hee hee.

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"Just what I always wanted," he chuckled. "Can I borrow a cup of sugar," he said mockingly.

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"What if I don't have any sugar?" She asked, because duh, she doesn't have any sugar.

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John considered suggesting another type of sugar, but thought better of it.

"Well, I don't know what I'd borrow. Do you have laundry detergent?"

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"I don't do laundry," she answered with a grin, then reached down for her bag, starting to drag it into her room. "Help?"

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He smiled brightly, "Sure!" He grabbed a bag and carried it into her room.

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"Thanks," she beamed and now she had a pile of bags and whatnots to have to clean up and put away. She flopped back on her bed. "Yay! Rooms!"

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"I think I'm gonna miss the cabins," John said, taking a seat on the opposite bed [assuming there was no roomie there?]. "I liked hanging out by the campfires."

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"I will miss the campfires, yes. But I so love having full walls and doors and all that privacy...yes." If there is, just sat on her omg

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John had forgotten the privacy aspect. Not that he was going to need it anytime soon the way things were going with everyone he was even mildly interested in. "Right, here you can shut out the whole world just by closing your door. So, who's your roommate?"

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"Yep, or keep someone in." she grinned wide. "Oh, Cally's my roommate. Have you met her yet? She's pretty cool. Mac is her girlfriend. You met Mac yet? She's pretty cool too. You'll like both of them. Who is your roommate?"

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"I don't think I've met Cally or Mac," he said, wondering why everyone in Fandom was already dating someone. "I'm stuck with Ronan as my roommate, not that I've seen him around lately."

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Ooh, that stuck didn't sound good. Annette rolled over on her stomach and looked at him, "I haven't met Ronan yet. I'm taking by your tone that you don't much care for your room situation?"

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"He's a nice enough guy, but I don't think us living together is gonna work out well in the dorms," John said. "In fact, I'd better go get my own stuff out of the hallway and into my room."

John backed out of the room saying, "Don't forget, I'm right across the hall if you want me for anything."

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"Right, and I here as well. Don't forget!" She said, watching him leave. And now she just wanted to meet this Ronan person all the more. Hmmm...