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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"Because you're Chuck Bass, right?" Hannibal said and took a bite of the sandwich. Not bad. Not making him retch so he considered that a win. "I had a girl get a little too excited with her mouth once. She made up for it but ow."

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Chuck winced out of sympathy. "God, don't say stuff like that when I'm trying to eat."

Speaking of, he picked up the sandwich and took a small bite out of it. "Well. It's not terrible."

That meant thank you.

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"You're welcome," Hannibal said, giving a little bow. "I can do more than just order pizza, thank you. Poor people food has its advantages. No raw fish in sight!"

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"What's wrong with raw fish?" Chuck asked. "I love sushi."

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"It's raw fish!" Hannibal said like that answered Chuck's question. "It should be cooked. Grilled, fried, baked, something. Raw is for vegetables and porn."

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"Have you ever even tried it?" he asked.

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"...no." Still! "I can't bring myself to try raw fish."

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"So you're just a pussy then?" Chuck asked. "I get it now."

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"You're just asking for that grilled cheese to end up shoved in your face," Hannibal said mildly. "I'm not a pussy."

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"Then just try it," Chuck said. "What are you afraid of? Getting sick? Because anybody who has been to Taco Bell cannot say anything about the dangers of raw fish."

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"It reminds me of a goldfish I had when I was a kid," Hannibal said and winced. "I don't need to think that I'm eating Fred the Fish for dinner."

Ew ew ew ew. Childhood trauma.

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Chuck shook his head. "You're ridiculous."

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"Because I won't eat raw fish?" he asked. "Isn't there something you won't eat?"

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"I try to stay away from fast food. But that's not the food so much as it's the type of people that tend to frequent those places," Chuck said.

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"You don't think you could meet the future Mrs Bass in a Burger King?" Hannibal teased.

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"The future Mrs. Bass better have never stepped in a Burger King in her life," Chuck said.

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"Not even if she was the owner and operator of a slew of Burger Kings?" Hannibal wondered. "She could be the Burger Queen."

Yeah, he had no idea either.

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"That is just disgusting to think about," Chuck said, snickering.

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"What, you don't want your girl smelling like grease while you're banging her?" he said, making himself laugh now.

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"You're fucking sick."

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"Just giving you things to think about the next time you're with a girl," he said and snickered. "Won't that be fun?"

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"Yeah, the likelihood of anything you say distracting me during sex is slim to none," Chuck said.

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"You say that now." Not that he thought his words would actually affect Chuck but still, he had to try. "Gotta have sex to be distracted, though."

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"Sex as a distraction, how terrible," Chuck said with a roll of his eyes. Truth be told if the girl smelling like burger grease was attractive enough he'd still nail her. That's just how he rolled.

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"You lead an uncomplicated life, Chuck," Hannibal said, mock sighing. "I went and complicated mine up." In a good way but still, complicated.