5th Floor CR, Wednesday Morning

[withoutverona]

Blissfully unaware there was anything at all odd about today, Romeo padded into the common room and found some cold cereal to eat while he watched a morning talk show.

They were making over erotic dancers, and Romeo decided the "on stage" looks were much better than the "daytime" looks. It was purely an aesthetic decision, of course -- at least the on stage looks didn't involve floral cardigans.


[Open like a common room.]

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[the_merriest]

"Awesome," Rikku said. "Thank you. Seriously. Owe you one. Big. Huge. Um. I totally promise I won't let you know if I'm hung or not."

She scampered past him into his room with a sigh. Clothes. Clothes were awesome.

[withoutverona]

"Don't let me know, I won't let you know about myself, and we can live in blissful ignorance," Romeo called after her, then leaned against the hallway wall, trying not to laugh. "And it's nothing, but you're welcome."

[the_merriest]

"It only seems like nothing because you didn't have to pick between bedsheets and being naked this morning," she called out as she closed the door. And dropped the comforter with a sigh of relief. "I'm, like, tall. Maybe people in Fandom should just start keeping emergency wardrobes around. This is in case I wake up young, this is if I'm old, this is if I'm a totally different gender ..."

She would be hurriedly getting dressed, any minute now, really. She was just a little distracted by doing the hula. Switch directions! Whoa, cool!

... She should not be doing the hula, naked, in Romeo's room. Right. Pulling pants on.

[withoutverona]

It was probably a good thing Romeo would never know about the naked hula.

"The odd thing is when they bring their own clothes," he called. "I'm still not sure how I dressed myself, when I was eight."

[the_merriest]

"I woke up in adorable little ducky pajamas and a hat," Rikku said, pulling the t-shirt over her head. "I mean, adorable hat, but ... what, I fell asleep in it? Makes no sense. I mean. What the heck."

[withoutverona]

"I woke up in a smaller version of the pajamas I'd gone to bed in," Romeo answered, not adding how grateful he was later to realize he hadn't chosen to sleep naked. "Perhaps your smaller self knew how adorable she'd be in a hat, and insisted on it."

[the_merriest]

Rikku giggled. "More likely, my smaller self didn't have a lick of sense, either, and thought hats were okay to sleep in. Surprised I didn't have a tutu and wading boots."

She pulled the Hawaiian shirt on and checked herself in the mirror. "Holy crap, I look like a guy."

Like a normal one, who got up and got dressed this morning and was a guy, not just herself wrapped in a comforter.

Weeeeeeeeird.

[withoutverona]

Romeo sniggered. "You would have been adorable in a tutu too. And yes, you look like a guy. Did you sprout a beard while I was out here?"

[the_merriest]

"I mean, a real one," she said, opening the door and gesturing to herself vaguely. Oh, wait, she needed to grab her comforter. Good times. "Like whoa, holy crap, that's not me, that's some guy. Named, like, Dave. I look like a Dave."

[withoutverona]

"Hi Dave," Romeo answered, as he felt one sort of had to. "You are quite guyish. Ought we to drink beer and talk about girls?"

[the_merriest]

"Chicks are awesome," Rikku announced. "With the whole ... boobs and stuff. Bro. Homey."