Second Floor Boys' Bathroom; Monday Evening [ 03/23 ].

[not-a-mused.livejournal.com]

Cal figured he could have just called it good and gotten up to shower at fuck-early-o'clock to avoid this whole problem, but he was struck with a sudden stubborn streak to at least have one common room to himself as usual. It was a very important thing for a guy trying to hide the fact that he was part-girl, after all. The fourth floor was over crowded, the third floor contained Chuck Bass, and, apparently, the fifth floor had broken shower heads.

So that was why Cal was now heading into the second floor and thinking that, if this didn't work, then it was clearly a Fandom thing. Clearly. Stupid Fandom.


[[ I HAD TO. Just as open as the last one, tooooo, of course ]]

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[armybrat-lois.livejournal.com]

Look, Lois had to go and she didn't feel like going all the way upstairs and the second floor girl's bathroom was all out of T.P. So here she was.

"Hiya," she said, sheilding her eyes real fast. "Don't worry, I'm not looking."

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"OH COME ON!" Cal cried, unable to help it, holding his arms out in futility and looking to the ceiling to ask God, Zues, that pipe, anyone for a little help here because this wasn't even a guy.

...although, really, it was better than a guy.

"There's nothing to not look at," Cal muttered. "I'm still dressed."

[armybrat-lois.livejournal.com]

Lois had jumped at the shouting and lowered her hand slowly. "Oh. Sorry. For the record, I don't normally use the boys bathroom. It's just that the girls is lacking in toilet paper."

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"Of course it is," Cal said and he sighed. He was already in motion toward the bathroom stalls because he had a horrible feeling growing in the pit of his stomach. He opened the door and...

"Guess what," he said. "So's this one."

That only made him wonder if now any other girls from the second floor would try resupplying from here, too.

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Lois sighed. "Fuck. And here I thought I wouldn't have to put in the effort to go up to my floor."

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Cal checked the next stall; sure enough, it was empty. "Who stocks these things, anyway? They should be fired."

[armybrat-lois.livejournal.com]

"Knowing this school there's probably some T.P. fairy that we haven't been paying proper respects to," Lois said with a roll of her eyes.

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"I don't think," Cal said, a defeated sigh in his voice as he shook his head, "I even want to know how you're supposed to pay respects to a fairy like that."

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Lois wrinkled up her nose. "Me either. I think I'll just leave that job to the braver people in the school."

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The last stalls turned up empty, and Cal shrugged. "Well, they're slacking off, whoever they are. Tonight is not a good night for bathrooms."

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"The other ones are screwed up too?" she asked. "Maybe I'll just go pee outside."

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"But there won't even be any leaves this time of year," Cal noted. "And, yeah. Fifth floor's got broken shower heads, fourth floor is overcrowded because Hannibal apparently attracts a big gay beefcake party, there's something gross in the third floor one, and then the toilet paper deficiency here."

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"...big gay beefcake party?" Lois repeated. "I might actually have to go see that."

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Why did Cal feel not entirely surprised?

"Oh, you should," he said, with a nod.

Because then she'd leave and he could try to barricade the door and take a damn shower.

[armybrat-lois.livejournal.com]

"It's not like I'm going to get anything done in here anyway," she said, sighing again. Goddammit. "Thanks for not flipping out when I came in here."

[not-a-mused.livejournal.com]

There was a pause.

"Staring at the ceiling and imploring a higher being for help doesn't constitute as flipping out?" Cal asked.

"...Good to know."

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"I've seen way worse freak outs," she said, smirking. Lois started backing towards the door, giving Cal a little wave as she did so. "I guess I'll be checking out the big gay beefcake party then."

[not-a-mused.livejournal.com]

They had been his words. Oh, why had they been his words?

He shook his head a little, trying to get them out, and waved back to Lois. "You have fun with that."