second floor common room | afternoon | saturday | may 15

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Alex was continuing his whole plan of doing fuck all by sprawling himself on one of the common room couches and doing...fuck all. Well, he'd turned on the television (and stopped on some movie that looked mildly interesting) and he'd made himself some food (peanut butter and jelly sandwiches counted, right?) but, other than that, he was doing nothing.

To some, it might look like he was hungover but he was more...lazy. Just really damn lazy. Hungover would mean he was pissy and snappish. Luckily for everyone, he was still on a pretty even keel. Probably the fun he'd had last night. A good night with someone he liked was very helpful.

[open common room, sure!]

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[nohaircutsplz]

"I cannot imagine why they would not care about their lungs," Medusalith said. "They allow one to breathe, after all. What are cigarettes, now?"

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"A vice," Alex said and dug his pack out of his pocket. "You smoke them. It's got nicotine in them that's addictive and they're good for relieving stress, decompressing, after sex, that sort of thing. Want one?"

[nohaircutsplz]

"They're addictive and bad for your lungs," Medusalith said. "Why would I want something like that? Why would you want something like that? No, thank you."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Why not?" Alex asked, shrugging. "I'm only gonna live once so I might as well enjoy it. You've never done anything that was bad for you before? I find that hard to believe."

[nohaircutsplz]

"Why would I want to ruin my body? It's a marvel of genetics the only one I'll get," Medusalith argued.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, and tomorrow an airplane might fall on your head," Alex said dryly. "Why not live a little before something fucked up happens?"