Fourth Floor Common Room | Afternoon | Sunday | March 6

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

Between serving his detention yesterday and ending up at some career fair, Nathan thought he could count this weekend as academically productive. And, as the law said (there had to be a law about it somewhere), if you were productive one day, the next was meant to be fucking lazier than usual.

Nathan hadn't been up for more than a half hour and it probably showed in the sleepy amble into the common room, the bleary eyes and the bare feet sticking out from under the cuffs of his jeans. Food was at the very top of his priority list and upon pulling out a box of Lucky Charms (really, was there nothing else in there?), he'd wandered back to the couch and flopped down on it.

One hand stuck inside the box of Lucky Charms (seriously, SERIOUSLY) and one hand on the remote control, Nathan started flipping channels, trying to land on something halfway decent. He stopped on one of those religious shows where some televangelist was trying to get him to repent. All Nathan could think about was the fact that he really wanted this guy to trip and fall down the stairs of his big stage. That'd definitely make religion more interesting to him.

[Common rooms are open things, of course]

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[puppywithatutu.livejournal.com]

Walking past the CR always meant peeking in to see who was watching what and Caroline couldn't resist stopping in.

...and almost instantly bursting into giggles when she saw the box clutched to his chest. "Hey, you found your Lucky Charms! Did you follow the rainbow to your pot of gold?"

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"Fuck you," Nathan said, giving her a very petulant frown. Of course, he didn't stop eating either. "It was the only thing I could find and I woke up starving. And if you were hoping to get yourself a handful, you can forget it now. I'm mad at you for that crack. Totally pissed."

Not really, though. He had some radical mood shifts but not that radical.

[vanillajello]

After the movie theater, Kate came to the dorms, and after dumping her stuff in her rooms she decided she wanted a second go at this 'talking to the Irish' thing, which meant making the arduous trek up one set of stairs.

She was pleased to find who she was looking for in the common room, because that meant she could come in and head straight for the fridge. Yes, she had stuff stored there now. Don't be surprised, it was one of those random things she'd done while almost everyone else had been away.

"Ooh, evangelism. Just what my Sunday needed."

Cheery sarcasm was as good a greeting as any.

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"I'm hoping this chubby fellow in the purple suit starts sweating so fucking much that he gets blinded and falls down the stairs," Nathan told her, grinning around a mouthful of Lucky Charms.

"Think these people that are worshiping at his fucking dick will give him extra money for that?" Nathan grinned over at her.

[vanillajello]

"They might," Kate replied agreeably, grabbing herself a pudding cup and a spoon before wandering over to his couch. "I mean, they might even think it's a miracle if he doesn't break anything."

[puppywithatutu.livejournal.com]

And his petulant attitude didn't stop Caroline from moving into the room to perch on the arm of the sofa. "Good thing I got my fill of breakfast cereals during breakfast time. Now I'll just have to satisfy myself by watching...what the hell are you watching, Nathan?"

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"If he doesn't do that, I'm waiting for him to something that convinces me to get down on my knees ask for forgiveness for all my sins," he said, raising an arm and snapping his fingers.

"So far, all I've heard about is people dying and people crying and the people in the audience keep swaying like they're about to fucking fall over and occasionally act like he's having a seizure," Nathan said, very clear in his judgments of this show.

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"I dunno, actually," Nathan said, glancing up at her. "This guy's been telling me to ask for forgiveness for my sins for like a half hour and I haven't yet been convinced that that's the way to go. It just seems like too much fucking trouble. Besides, sinning's so much fun. Why does this guy want to take away all my fun?"

For that, said man on the telly got a middle finger. That would definitely help. "And it's still breakfast time! I just got up like a hour ago. Breakfast is an ongoing process until I feel like putting peanut butter and jelly on bread."

[puppywithatutu.livejournal.com]

"He's probably just jealous he got all old and ugly," she replied, being a seventeen forever vampire and all. "Or he wishes you'd give up your lucky charms already and let him get in on the plastic marshmallow flavor."

[vanillajello]

"You don't have money so you're going to burn in hell for all your wrongdoings," Kate told him sweetly as she eyed the couch. "Now, I'm gonna sit down so you better reclaim all body parts you don't want to have sat on."

A beat, then: "In a non-dirty fashion."

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"I thought you'd already gotten your fill of breakfast food during breakfast time," Nathan noted with a smirk. "And yet now, you're subtly asking me to share my delicious breakfast cereal with you? Well, I just don't know if that's going to happen. I'm a bit selfish, you see."

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"Were you planning on settling yourself down on my lap or something?" Nathan wondered, glancing over at her. "I thought that was only proper if I was Santa Claus or some really horny old man with dentures and a poo brown cardigan."

[vanillajello]

"No." Please, she'd already been in someone's lap today; right now, she was just going to claim a seat next to him, carelessly plopping herself down on the couch. "And I don't know if there's anything proper about that second scenario."

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"I am not. I was saying that is what the creepy preacher dude wants, that's all," Caroline said, defending herself. "Your selfish ways are well-known to me, Nathan. Have no fear."

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Nathan still thought she wanted to partake in his incredibly processed food so she deserved the flicked marshmallow that was arcing towards her head.

"I fear nothing," he responded with a cocky grin before said grin turned into a more inquisitive expression. "Well, no, that's not quite true. I fear socks with sandals, the current incarnations of Madonna's arms, misshapen tits and the word bulbous."

He shuddered before turning his grin back on her. "But, I don't fear Bono. He's just a fucking wanker."

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"Hey, an old bloke has to get a thrill somehow!" Nathan exclaimed, smirking. "Besides, his dick's probably broken anyhow. Even a girl rubbing herself against him won't be enough for him to get it up. It'd take a fucking crane."

[vanillajello]

"Ew." Kate glanced over at him and made a face. "Ew, ew, eww."

Yeah, that really was all she had.

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

It was always rewarding to get that kind of reaction from someone. Nathan just grinned at her.

"But you're not gonna be the female version of that, right?" he guessed, smirking. "You'll be hold and hot and riding the hips of some young bloke with a shock blonde hair and a tattoo above his pec, yeah?"

[puppywithatutu.livejournal.com]

First he flicked food at her and then blathered about misshapen boobs and Bono? Caroline was pretty sure Nathan was looking for an argument.

"What's wrong with Bono?" She didn't actually care about Bono, but this could be good entertainment.

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

Hey, he hadn't meant her boobs! They were exceptionally good, thank you. He had to have told her that at some point, right? He wasn't that idiotic.

"He's a tit," Nathan said eloquently. "A pair of expensive sunglasses does not a good singer make. He does a disservice to all us Irish. We've disowned him! Fucking prick."

[puppywithatutu.livejournal.com]

"How do you disown Bono? Isn't he like, a multi-platinum record-selling billionaire? I'm surprised he doesn't own the whole island." Ireland was an island, right? Caroline was pretty sure here, but not one hundred percent. Maybe ninety.

[vanillajello]

"Oh, yeah, I'm gonna be a total cougar," Kate drawled, peeling the lid off her pudding cup. "Preying on the young hunks."

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"Oh, Caroline." Nathan looked up at her, his face etched in mock devastation. "Are you a fan of Bono? Am I living with a fan of U2? And does that make me a fan of Bono since we've slept together?"

He swayed a bit and put a hand to his head, just playing this one up for fun. "I think I feel a bit feverish."

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Telling her to that she needed to dump her tool of a boyfriend was right on the tip of his tongue but he held it in.

"Well, you're not doing too well right now if that's case," Nathan pointed out, shaking his head in disappointment. "Isn't your current bloke like forty?"

[puppywithatutu.livejournal.com]

"Maybe," Caroline shrugged. In reality, she was not, but it was seriously more fun to play along with whatever made him more insane. "Would that really be so horrible?"