Fifth Floor Common Room, Wednesday Evening

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While Roy was aware that things were...weird today (and possibly for the last few days), he was also aware that he was hungry, dammit. So he was in the common room with way too much pizza. Also, no shirt. What? He was overly warm. He thought there might be something wrong with the heating system.

((Open common room is open for socializing, traumatizing, overshare...izing.))

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"Former foster dad."

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"That sucks." Wait. "Or blows." Damnit. "I'm just gonna eat this pizza and try to get my brain out of the gutter."

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"Ew! Oh my God! No!"

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"What?" Scully blinked, then her eyes got huge. "No! Was not going there! Except now I'm there and I am *so* sorry!"

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"That is so wrong." Even in his...state of increased awareness, ew, no. "No, we had a falling out." A beat, then Roy blurted, "Because he found out I was on heroin dammit."

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"Ohhhhh. Yes, that would be upsetting. My father would have put me in a convent if he'd known I was smoking." Scully took a breath, then held it. Held it.

...and when she had to take another one, the question, "So, I assume you're clean now, with that physique," escaped. "Damnit."

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"Yeah, I've been clean for...almost a year now, huh. Wow, time flies, doesn't it?"

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"It does," Scully agreed, trying to focus on that part of the conversation. "I've been here six months now, I've grown half an inch, and good for you, getting clean, that's... always terribly hard from what I've read, heroin is the roughest. You would never guess from the way you look now. At all. Ever."

Shut. Up. Scully.

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"I looked like hell when I got here," Roy agreed. "And yeah, it was hard. It's still hard, but, you know..." he shrugged, helpless to explain.

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"How hard is it?"

...wait.

"I have to go kill myself now. Excuse me."

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Roy laughed. "No, no don't do that! It's...something you can't really explain to someone who hasn't lived through it, you know?"

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Thank you, Roy, for letting that innuendo just lie there.

"No, I get that. I've had various experiences that defy either description or sympathy from anyone who wasn't there. It tends to alienate you." She gave him a look of some understanding, there, instead of vibing. "I'm sorry your foster father was worse than my dad about it."

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Well, it was certainly better than addressing it. "Yeah, well, I pretend it doesn't bother me." Dammit.

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"I would hug you, but you're shirtless, and I'm afraid it would turn into sexual harassment, and I'm not good at offering comfort anyway."

Scully sighed. Hopeless. Goddamn hopeless.

"But I'm sure you're a better person than he is, and you're better off."

Well, she said she was bad at comfort.

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"Thank you," Roy said, and, "I'm pretty sure I wouldn't mind being sexually harassed. Well. Sexual harassment is bad, so I should mind that, but I'm fairly promiscuous, and oh my God what, and it takes a lot to bother me." He was, for the first time, starting to blush.

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Scully started laughing again, trying not to, because he was blushing, but it was fairly impossible. "I won't tell you my various imaginings because it feels very wrong to hit on you after all the information was shared, and various things I don't want to mention, but I would hug you platonically, if I were capable of that. Well. Almost platonically." She paused. "Or just hug you, you know...."

Look, it'd been a long week.

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"I think it might be wiser to hold off on that for now," Roy said reluctantly..

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"Very wise." Scully threw a napkin at him, and shook her head. "So many, many reasons."

Whew. Yes.