Third Floor Common Room - Late Sunday Morning

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Chuck was up really freaking early considering how late he had stayed out last night. Freaking ridiculous. He would have slept in later but he was bombarded by weird-ass dreams that he really didn't care to analyze. Since sleep wasn't on the horizon any time soon, he decided to go the common room and see if there was anyone to bother. When it looked like he was alone, he raided the pantry for a bit to grab something that would go well with his scotch (he came up with Dunkaroos) and then sprawled out on the couch to find something on TV.

Ugh, there was a Rumor Gal marathon on. No thank you. He'd go back if he was desperate but he was not watching that crap. It was so unrealistic.

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It was a gorgeous morning and Adora had risen with the sun. She entered the common room chipper and full of smiles and sunshine. Don't ask.

"Good morning, Chuck! I hope you are feeling well today!"

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"I am feeling very well, thank you," Chuck said, giving her a smile. It was true, despite drinking all night he had no hangover this morning. "How are you?"

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"Quite well! It seems the weather here has finally found a way to improve without the dreary rain," Adora informed him, taking a seat. "Are you having a day of television?"

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"Um...well, I don't know about a day but it'll do for right now," he said. "I don't really have the patience to watch TV all day. Especially when there's absolutely nothing good on, like now."

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"I took a course on television and I still am not sure I understand the draw," Adora admitted. "Doing seems far more entertaining than watching."

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Chuck shrugged. "Sometimes I'm too tired to go out and do something. Or if it's too hot out to go outside."

"I'm not exactly a summer type of guy," Chuck explained. Of course he wasn't. He was incapable of tanning.

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"Really?" Call Adora shocked. Of course, she was from a world where the sun wasn't evil. "I would think everyone would be in favor of summer."

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Chuck snickered. "Nope. I'm definitely a winter guy. The clothes are better."

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Adora raised an eyebrow. "And here I thought all you boys would be fond of the less involved in summer attire."

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"That part is nice. It's really nice," Chuck allowed, smirking. "But I like it when girls dress nice. Even if they are wearing a bunch of layers."

Chuck was so gay.

"Taking all the layers off is fun in itself."

Okay, maybe not gay.

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Cue mild blushing on Adora's part. "You may have just sold me on layers, Chuck."

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"Glad I could help," he said, taking a cookie out of the Dunkaroo package and dunking it in the frosting. "Really, it's like opening a present. Who doesn't like to do that?"

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"I can't say that I know many girls who would be averse to knowing they were gifts," Adora teased. "Though I suspect an abundance of bows would only cause problems to the unwrapping process."

She cocked her head, watching him with the Dunkaroo. So odd, the food here.

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"Bows are no trouble to a professional," Chuck said before eating the cookie. He held out the Dunkaroos to Adora after he noticed she was watching him. "Want one?"

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"And are you a professional then?" Adora inquired, still mildly confused by this dunking thing he'd done. "What are they?"

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"Definitely a professional," Chuck said confidently. He didn't care if that made him seem like a whore. He looked down at the package and frowned slightly. "They're just cookies and frosting."

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She didn't think him a whore mostly because she was quite certain Frosta was also a professional.

"Why are they not already combined?"

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"Um..." Chuck didn't really know. "Because it's fun to dunk them in the frosting?"

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"More fun than cookies with the frosting in the middle?" Adora wondered.

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"I think it depends on your own personal taste," Chuck said, snickering. "Some people prefer their cookies pre-frosted, others like doing it themselves. I'm a hands-on type of person, I guess."

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So dirty.

"Not having had cookies before coming here, I don't know that I've decided which type of person I am."

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"Well then you should try everything that there is to try, shouldn't you?" Chuck said, holding out the Dunkaroos again.

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"You make an excellent point, my friend," she agreed, selecting a Dunkaroo cookie and dipping it daintily in the frosting. "I thank you for the opportunity to grow as a cookie eater."

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"You're very welcome," he said with a smile. "I'm always glad to help someone expand their horizons. Especially when it comes to baked goods."

Unless, of course, it came to his Keeblers when he was high. Then bitch best step off.