Emma Grace Frost (
icecoldfrost) wrote in
fandomhighdorms2009-07-27 12:04 pm
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The Roof, Monday Afternoon [7.27]
Emma was beyond thrilled to be back in the dorms. She liked the girls in her cabin just fine, but there was something infinitely more preferable about having just one roommate instead of a parcel of them.
Still, the psionic hustle-and-bustle of having everyone in one building instead of spread out over the cabins felt odd after so many weeks, and Emma found herself escaping to the roof for a cigarette once she'd finished unpacking.
Sometimes the littlest vices were the most soothing ones.
[Open roof is open!]
Still, the psionic hustle-and-bustle of having everyone in one building instead of spread out over the cabins felt odd after so many weeks, and Emma found herself escaping to the roof for a cigarette once she'd finished unpacking.
Sometimes the littlest vices were the most soothing ones.
[Open roof is open!]

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Yes, that did sound weird to Tybalt, too.
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No, he'd just chalk it up to wanting to play with a pair of tits that happened to be on his own body.
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Damn right, he'd be playing with those boobs. It wasn't every day you got the chance to fondle your own, damn it.
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He grinned slightly.
"Is he truly so innocent, or is he one of those with somewhat differing tastes?"
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Griff would be getting such a reputation because of how Alex talked about him.
"Got embarrassed when the girls took off their tops. Got more embarrassed when they lost their skirts."
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Very sad, indeed.
"I've not properly introduced myself, Alex. I am Tybalt, of the house of Capulet." A pause. "A house which, I assure you, properly appreciates the fine form of a supple woman."
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And that was the guys. The girls he'd met had been very...agreeable.
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Alex could speak for himself of his experiences with the girls. Tybalt, meanwhile, just so happened to have date number three scheduled in the hopes of scoring with yet another prude.
Tybalt clearly needed to borrow Alex's little black book.
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Or his lack thereof.
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Gag.
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An interesting choice of words, considering the particular maiden in question was Jean Grey.
"It is by stubbornness and force of will now that I continue to seek her favour. Her interest is apparent enough, t'is her motivations which elude me."
Tybalt really, really had to learn the local dialect. He could have saved so much time just by saying, 'I don't know which, but I really want to tap that anyhow.'
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"She let you even have a taste?" Alex asked. Meaning had Tybalt copped a feel or just gotten sweet kisses on the cheeks.
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"Popcorn," Tybalt sighed. "I had to inform her that my hand had slipped, and that I had been aiming not for her tender breast, but for the popcorn."
That had been a sad moment, indeed.
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Hey, if Tybalt was sharing, he could too. He'd just been having better luck.
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His strategy was going to have to change, wasn't it?
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He was such a catch. Really.
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They were both very charming, weren't they?
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Clearly, they were kindred spirits.
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"The dorms are fitted with a swimming pool as well," Tybalt shared, "though this location of which you speak, I must admit, does sound a fair bit more... inviting."
In his lap, you say? Oh, he was going to have to look that place up.
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Not that he he'd thought about that or anything.
"And if she wants romance, you can call it romantic too." Alex wasn't a fan of being the mushy gushy romantic stuff. Ew.
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Could be his manner of speech?
"The onsen, however, does smack of promise."
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