5th Floor Common Room, Thursday Night

[dojima-hime.livejournal.com]

Normally, Dōjima wouldn't worry about a laundry strike. That's why she owned acres of clothing, so that she didn't need to worry about what to wear. But stuff was missing from her closet, and the only clean things left were her clubbing gear or her workout clothes.

Which is why she was all dressed up, sprawled on a couch while watching Steel Simian. If it was choice between looking fantastic or grubby, well, that wasn't any choice at all.


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[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

"Oh," Hurley said. "That wasn't... quite what I meant. But yeah."

[intraspective]

...

"What did you mean, then?"

[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

"Just... I probably have more than her, anyway?" Hurley said.

[intraspective]

"You," she said, pointing a finger at him, "need to stop putting yourself down. And maybe you do have more issues than her, but at least you don't go 'round pulling other people into them."

[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

"I'm... not," Hurley said. "I'm just... being honest."

[intraspective]

"There's a difference between being honest," she said, "and being honest and too hard on yourself."

[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

"Okay, okay," Hurley said. "I'll... try to be better about it."

[intraspective]

"Queen of the pep talks, or something," she muttered to herself. "I swear, you bring out the lecturer in me."

The bully in her. But it was she was a bully who just wanted people to be better than they were.

[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

Hurley nodded. "Sorry about that."