Third Floor Common Room [after classes]

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Claudia needed room to stretch out as she worked on outfits for Zayne and Zack (those poor, poor souls), so the sofa was covered in orange and purple zebra print fabric which she was industriously running through the bedazzler.

The television was on too, but just as background noise.

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Claudia nodded. "My roommate only wears bathrobes. It's a tragedy."

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Valentine's eyebrows lifted. "That's for your roommate?"

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"Yep. He'll love it."

Probably not, no.

[a-demosthenes.livejournal.com]

Valentine's heart went out to her poor roommate.

"And what exactly is it?"

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"It's going to be a cloak and a shirt and some hot pants," Claudia said.

Because all Jedi love hot pants. True story.

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"What color hot pants?" Valentine asked, wondering if she should really be encouraging this.

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"I was thinking orange, with some of the zebra print on the edges. It'll be totes cute."

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"Oh," Valentine said, nodding, "....totes cute. Are you sure it'll surpass the comfort that comes with wearing just bathrobes, though? They're pretty comfortable."

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"This is just like wearing pajamas," she said. "Only more stylish! I can make you one too, if you'd like."

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Valentine took a moment to weigh a few things, among them being whether or not Claudia would actually expect her to wear these things if she said yes.

"I'm happy to report," she said, "that my wardrobe consists of more than bathrobes, so I'm all set. It's very nice of you to offer, though."

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Claudia grinned. "No problem. Want a Twizzler instead? I've got a ton of junk food buried around here."

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"Sure," Valentine said, although she wasn't entirely sure what a Twizzler was. The name seemed vaguely familiar, though. "Why do you have it buried?"

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"Because there's a lot of fabric," Claudia said with a self-conscious laugh. She rummaged under the piles and pulled out a bag of Twizzlers, and a bag of pretzels.

Years of dealing with Stacey and Dawn's whackadoodle healthy tastes had conditioned her to offer something else, too.

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"So not intentional," Valentine realized with a chuckle of her own.

"You know," she added, conversationally, because she paid attention in claaaaassss, "black licorice is considered an aphrodisiac in some cultures."

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"Is it?" Claudia replied, eyes wide. "I didn't know that!"

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Valentine nodded. "We talked about them in class today. I don't know how that transfers over to the red kind, but a good portion of that's probably just as much mental as chemical."

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Claudia pulled one out of the bag and burst out giggling. "But you don't really want it all...floppy, like this."

Very mature, Claudia, really.

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Valentine knew she probably shouldn't, but trying not to laugh only made it worse, coming out with a snort. "It's ironic, maybe?" she offered. "And, I mean, I don't think they come all twisted like that, either."

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Claudia laughed harder. "Or that skinny."

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Valentine's hand was promptly covering her face, as that could do anything to hold back the chuckles. "You should hope not, anyway!"

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"It certainly wouldn't put me in any kind of good mood," Claudia said.

She might never be able to look at licorice the correct way again.