Fourth floor common room, Monday afternoon

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Squall sat on the couch in the common room. Not HIS common room -- that was one floor up. This was Rinoa's common room, and every so often he leaned so he could see her door down the hallway.

It wasn't stalking, really.

He also had the television on, and was flipping through the channels grumpily. Everything sucked. Of course it did -- television was just a crutch for the feeble-minded to fall back on because they couldn't think of anything better to do -- but he was BORED and there was nothing good on.

Glaring at the television didn't seem to help.

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[ashockingbitch]

Jenny? In a common room? Not the most ordinary happening, granted, but still, here she was. "Afternoon," she said as she put the kettle on for tea. "Fancy a cuppa?"

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"Cup of what?" Squall asked. He jabbed at the buttons on the remote some more, as if maybe using more force would make the TV show better programming.

[ashockingbitch]

Oh, Yanks. (Yes, Jenny knew he was from another planet/reality/whatever. Still a Yank, as far as she was concerned.) "Tea," she said slowly and clearly. "Do you fancy a cup of tea?"

[whateverknight.livejournal.com]

Squall shrugged. He wasn't really in the mood for tea, but he was a little thirsty. "Sure. Whatever."

He flipped through a few more channels. "Do you know if there's anything on that doesn't suck?"

[ashockingbitch]

Jenny pulled down a second cup and frowned at the kettle, like that would make it boil faster. "It's a weekday afternoon, so probably not?"

[whateverknight.livejournal.com]

She'd probably have more luck with that than Squall with the TV. He turned the stupid thing off and tossed the remote aside. "Why even have them, anyway?"

He peered down the hallway at Rinoa's door again, and crossed his arms grumpily.

[ashockingbitch]

Jenny lit herself a cigarette to smoke while she waited for there to be tea, and asked, "Cups of tea or televisions? Because you can't not have tea. It's tea."

[whateverknight.livejournal.com]

"Televisions," Squall clarified. There were hundreds of channels and they all sucked.

"Tea is just tea. There's nothing special about it."

[ashockingbitch]

Jenny gasped. "It's tea."

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Squall blinked at her. "That's what I said. It's just tea."

[ashockingbitch]

"It's not just tea, it's tea. It's the lifeblood of my people."

Except Jenny, really. Jenny also ran on liquor, nicotine, electricity, and spite.

[whateverknight.livejournal.com]

"Whatever. To my people, it's just a drink."

Because Squall's people were not demonic tea-vampires.

"There's sugar, right? It's no good without sugar."