Fourth Floor Common Room | Sunday Evening | 5/9/2010

[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

Peter Bishop was not a fan of having his worldview rocked. He typically considered himself a very smart and rational human being.

Seemingly being dumped fifteen some years in the future was not a concept that gelled well with rational and scientific thought. It honestly made him feel like he was going crazy, no matter how much his conversation with Jacob had reassured him.

So Peter slunk into the couch, unable to concentrate enough to read. Instead, he flipped on the TV and proceeded to be horrified by the program that was on. Who thought it would be a good idea to film crazy new Jerseyians and put them on TV?

[ooc: Open common room is open!]

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[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"That's it?" Nevermind that those same things confused the hell out of Alex when he'd first arrived. "Man, you are in for some surprises. Open your mind or you're gonna end up a drooling vegetable."

[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

"There's more," Peter said, shaking his head and letting out a dejected sigh. He knew that was likely, but he wasn't particularly happy about that fact. "I have plenty of room in my mind. I just hope nothing tries to eat me."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Well, if that happens, they're liable to just puke you back up." Hopefully. "And hey, there's always the possibility of comfort sex if that happens."

[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

"Now that's the best thing I've heard here yet," Peter said with a chuckle. "I have to say, this island definitely has its fair share of pretty girls. My roommate included."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Oh yeah?" Hey, girls were an excellent subject to bond over even if Alex wasn't a bonding person. "What's her name?"

[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

"Cara," Peter said. "She's blond and looks like she could probably kick my ass." And he'd probably like that. Peter did have a future as a proverbial damsel in distress, it was a thing.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"She must be new, I don't know the name," Alex said, making a note of it. He could still flirt despite being unavailable. "You gonna give her a reason to kick your ass?"

[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

"Hell no," Peter said, shaking his head. "If there's one person I do not want to make an enemy out of, it's the person who not only knows where I sleep, but has a key."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Good man." While getting your ass kicked might have been hot at first, probably better not to piss off the person you lived with. Unless they were Griff.

"I'm Alex," he said, finally getting around to introductions. "I usually live on the second floor and I've gotten into probably...three fist fights with my roommate. Wouldn't recommend it."

[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

"Peter," he introduced, with a little wave of his hand for emphasis. "I'm on this floor. And I'll keep your advice in mind."

He then had to ask. "Who is your roommate?"

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Griff," Alex provided. "Short little British guy. This school seems to love surrounding me with the English. Got one for a roommate, got one as a little sibling and got a pretty close British friend."

Not a girlfriend.

[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

"Well I'm from Boston," Peter said, smirking. "So if you ever feel like throwing an Anti-Britain tea party, I might know a thing or two."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"I'm from Iowa and I'd offer to show you how to tip cows but I've never actually done that shit," Alex said and laughed. "How'd you end up here?"

[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

"It's part of a deal I made with my mother," Peter explained. "She said a new school would keep me involved and interested. I told her if it didn't, I get to ditch it when I turn eighteen."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"I stabbed a kid in the hand with a pencil," Alex shared. "I think my story might be a little more exciting."

[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

"Mind if I steal that one?" Peter said. "Mine makes me sound like some sort of bored over-achiever."

Which was the truth, really.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"I dunno, yours has bribery which isn't too bad," Alex allowed. "Steal away though. Might wanna change some details so people I know don't think you've just ganked my story word for fucking word."

[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

"We'll see. If anything, I don't want to seem crazy. If people are taking my father's class they might think it runs in the family," Peter said. "So stabbing stories are probably a bad plan. Not that I'm calling you crazy."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"I've been called worse," he said, shrugging. "Your dad and you, that wasn't planned?"

[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

"Up until yesterday, I was under the impression that Walter was safely locked away in a mental institution," Peter said. "So no, it wasn't planned."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Family's good for that sort of thing." Well, not his but whatever. "Doesn't sound like you'll be playing games of catch with him so maybe it won't be so bad."

[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

"I've been drafted into being his teaching assistant," Peter said. "Which to Walter is probably the equivalent of playing catch." He shrugged.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Your own funeral, Junior," Alex said, snickering. "Could've said no or hell no or fuck no."

[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

But that would have felt vaguely like kicking a puppy. Not that Peter would admit that.

"If it's my funeral, make sure to hang out at the wake. I'm sure there will be a few girls that could use a little comfort."