Fourth Floor Common Room | Afternoon | Friday | January 28

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

With his one class over and done, Nathan found himself almost energetic. He didn't want to go laze around his room like he usually did and he didn't want to smoke near his window in his most sincere imitation of a hipster emo poet douchebag. He didn't (and wouldn't ever) have the beard or scarf for that.

He ended up in the common room because that was the next best thing to going into town. This little dinky island had absolutely no nightlife to speak of which was unbearably sad and needed to be changed. Of course, Nathan had no money and no drive to really change that but he'd perfectly happy to encourage someone with a round of applause should they take the initiative.

Nathan clicked on the television and then actually practiced jumping onto the couch. He wanted to see what positions he could contort his body into before landing. There was the flat on your back, flat on your stomach, stretched on your side, tuck 'n roll, ass down, and swan dive. Eventually, he stayed on his stomach, head pillowed on his arms while he watched whatever the fuck was on the television.

So much for his energy. He was fickle like that.

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"I was born this way," Elphaba said, finally. She let out a bit of a sigh. "And that I am proud of. It's not a mistake."

Okay, the proud part was a lie, but she wasn't about to let this shark smell blood in the water.

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Nathan eyed her for a moment. "...so, does this mean you're not going to regale me with tales about your spleen?"

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That caught Elphaba off her guard enough that she actually laughed, but she quickly covered her mouth with a hand and tried to pretend she hadn't.

"I'm not," she said. "I don't actually have any stories about my spleen."

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"Well, that's no way to treat a new acquaintance!" Nathan accused, frowning dramatically. "Here I was, getting all worked up about tales about your special green spleen only to have my hopes crushed. Crushed!"

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"Oh, yes, because I'm the one who is being rude," Elphaba said. "You haven't even asked my name."

And neither had Elphaba, but shush.

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

"I haven't? Well, that is right rude of me, isn't it?" Of course, he still didn't ask her name and now probably wouldn't just because she'd mentioned it. "Clearly, I must be punished. Spank me if you must. I can handle it."

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"I would say you're a grown person and shouldn't be, but you really do seem to act like a petulant child," Elphaba said. "Not that I'm saying I'm going to touch you. Far from it."