fourth floor common room | afternoon | monday | june 22

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So, Hannibal had been having a rough few days lately. Things had improved, thankfully, and he was able to get himself back on track. After his one and only class (where he'd gotten a trophy!), he'd gone to the mainland and got that much talked about haircut. Nothing drastic, just a trim to keep it off his ears, neck and eyes (and to not give off the mountain man vibe what with the beard he hadn't shaved yet) but still noticeable. After that, he'd come back to the island and debated going back to bed. Eventually, he'd passed that up for something a little more social.

And that was how he came to be attempting to make some kind of grilled cheese sandwich concoction while listening to things go boom on the television. If he managed to not burn the common room down with his cooking, maybe he'd take a nap on the couch. Who knew? The afternoon was young, still.

[common rooms are open thiiiiiiiings.]

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"I've had to lower my standards in the last year," Chuck admitted. "It's either eat poor people food or learn to cook myself."

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"And learning to cook for yourself is actually lower than poor people food?" Hannibal asked, watching his sandwich to make sure it didn't burn. "Your hands wouldn't get that dirty, Chuck."

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"It's just so much easier to get people to make things for me," Chuck said. "And if the food sucks then I can blame them instead of myself."

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"You're such an altruistic person," Hannibal said but did start reaching for two more pieces of bread. "You're not allergic to cheese or anything, right? I don't want you suing me because I kill you or something."

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"Suing you from beyond the grave would be pretty impressive," Chuck mused. "But, no, I'm not allergic to anything."

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"If anyone could do it, Chuck Bass could," he said and figured Chuck would like that answer as he got another sandwich going. "You come up one floor just to find food?"

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"I'm bored," Chuck said, shrugging. "And most of the people I usually bother on my own floor have classes on Mondays."

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"Aww, so after all that, you came upstairs," Hannibal said, pretending to be touched. "And I, in turn, get graced with the Chuck Bass presence. You don't have classes today?"

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"Tuesdays and Thursdays only," Chuck said. "Four day weekends are a wonderful thing."

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"I hate you," Hannibal said and made a face. "I've got one on Friday so that totally kills any momentum I might have since I've got nothing on Wednesday and Thursday. I'll be glad for the week break we have before the new kids."

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"I don't see what you're complaining about. It's not like the classes here are actual classes anyway," Chuck said, shrugging. "The one class I have I get to stare at girls in spandex and in the other I just steal Sam's notes after he's done taking them. Easy."

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"Hey, we all don't have a Sam to do that with," he said and flipped both the sandwiches so they'd cook evenly. "I complain because it gives me something to do."

Something that didn't get him in trouble.

"Sam lets you steal his notes?"

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"Yeah he does." Sam also made him s'mores and kept Chuck company when he called. This was because Sam was Chuck's bitch. "Sometimes it pays off being friends with a huge geek."

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"I'd have thought he'd be all against note sharing because he's a geek," Hannibal said. Oh, his illusions of Sam were being shattered by the minute. "He know how good a dancer you are?"

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"I was just telling him how I good I was the other day," Chuck said. Pfft like he was going to be ashamed of how awesome he was. "What, you think I'd be embarrassed about that? I've got moves. And, you know, we had to take dance classes when I went to St. Jude's."

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"I just didn't take you for a burlesque dancer," Hannibal said, looking Chuck up and down as if he was seeing him in a brand new light. "You do have the legs for it, I guess."

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"I'm a man of many talents," Chuck said. "But I thank you for the compliment. My legs are one of my best features."

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"Angela seemed to have fun from what she told me," he said and snickered. "She was still hungover when I saw her that night. Must've been some powerful alcohol."

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"Yeah, those blue things will knock you on your ass," Chuck said, smirking. "I didn't have my hangover for long. Turns out there's a chick here who can magically get rid of them. She's my new best friend."

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"She can get rid of hangovers?" Hannibal asked, stopping in his grilled cheese prep. "Where the hell has she been all my life?"

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"Yeah, not only that, she can turn you on just by, like, sending dirty feelings at you," Chuck said. "It's awesome."

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"Orgasm in the form of a human?" Hannibal asked, finally taking the sandwiches off the burner and dropping them on separate plates. "That's...handy. She do that to you?"

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"Unfortunately no. She was just giving me a sample of what she can do," Chuck said. "She screamed virgin, sadly."

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"You haven't deflowered before?" he wondered, handing Chuck a plate of what looked to be a halfway decent sandwich. Go Hannibal!

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"Are you kidding me? Virgins are my specialty," Chuck said, taking the plate and eyeing it for a moment. Didn't look like it'd kill him or anything, which was a plus. "It just takes time and patience. They're so shy."