Second floor common room, Saturday morning

[gobrookeyourself]

There were pros and cons to the greatest week ever.

Pros: Boys. And a valid, obvious reason to do them without anyone getting judgey.

Cons: Usually she could do what she wanted when she wanted with who and it was no problem, so that part wasn't really any different from her on a normal day. But after a while that antsiness came back, and at this time of the day on a Saturday, who knew who was actually around/not already- ahem- busy.

So it was a mildly frustrated Brooke waiting impatiently for the coffee to brew, sometimes with irritated hand gestures that she knew wouldn't work and the occasional, "Come on already." Because it had not occurred to her that caffeine would not help.


[I am up too damn early and nowhere I need to be opens for hours. Entertain me.]

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[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

Alex...was momentarily distracted by that outfit. Because, wow. Wow. "Uh, Brooke's been trying to coax something out of the coffeemaker."

[gudspellr-claud.livejournal.com]

"That's what coffeemakers are for," Claudia said cheerily. "It's in the name and everything."

She gave Alex a bright smile. "You're in that crazy health class with me, right? The one where she's talking about how great tofu is and stuff?"

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Yeah," he said and made a face. "It's the cooking that gets me. I'd rather grab some takeout. I don't need to spend my time cooking. There are too many better things to do."

[gudspellr-claud.livejournal.com]

"Vending machines are good enough for me," she said with a laugh. "Cheetos, Rolos, Doritos...all the good o's."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Is that all you eat?" he asked, taking a gander at her...shoes. Really.

[gudspellr-claud.livejournal.com]

They were very nice...shoes, if not nearly as impressive as Francine's. "Nah, but it's my favorite," she said. "I'm a total junk food addict."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"And yet, you look like you do," he said and that was a definite compliment.

[gudspellr-claud.livejournal.com]

Claudia preened. "I got awesome genes," she said, giving him a little once over. "You didn't do too bad either."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Aww, thank you," he said, tilting his head. Maybe it was the one thing his parents did right. "I haven't had any complaints so far."

[gudspellr-claud.livejournal.com]

She flopped down near him. "It'd be awfully rude to say something to you, though, right? 'Wow, you ugly.' That's just uncalled for."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Wouldn't be the worst thing I've heard said about me," he said, glancing at her from the corner of his eye and already feeling tingly.

[gudspellr-claud.livejournal.com]

"Oh, what's the worst thing?" Claudia teased, nudging her foot towards him.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Someone once told me...I'd look good in a fanny pack." Sex pollen wasn't going to make him reveal any past truths. Hell no. He watched that foot of hers intently.

[gudspellr-claud.livejournal.com]

Claudia looked appropriately horrified. "Oh, you poor thing!" she exclaimed, reaching out to touch his completely awesome arm.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"It's one of those hardships I'm still dealing with," he said, keeping up the stupid fake line since he was getting touched for it. He wasn't stupid.

[gudspellr-claud.livejournal.com]

She left her hand where it was because cute boy, hello. "Do you go to therapy for it?"

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"No," he said, barely refraining from laughing. "I heal myself in other ways."

Those were some bad lines right there.

[gudspellr-claud.livejournal.com]

Claudia had some really inappropriate mental images right then. "Ooooh."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"And if that doesn't work," he said, smirking, "I find someone else to...help me."

[gudspellr-claud.livejournal.com]

"Bet you have a long line of volunteers, huh?" Claudia said.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Most of the time," he said, nodding. "Sometimes, I'm all alone."

[gudspellr-claud.livejournal.com]

"Oh, that's so sad," she said, moving closer again. "People shouldn't be alone. It's not how we were meant to live."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"And how were we meant to live?" he asked, keeping still because she was moving and he didn't really have to do anything.

[gudspellr-claud.livejournal.com]

"If you ask one of my friends, eating tofu and wearing hemp, possibly in a commune," Claudia said with a little laugh. "That's not my style."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"And your friends aren't here," he said, looking around. "What's your style?"