Second Floor Common Room [Evening]

[dabblinginbitch.livejournal.com]

Ramona was about to get a brand new, school-issued little sibling on Saturday. While some might have been doing everything in their power to make their little siblings feel welcome, she had taken a different approach.

She was finally making those damn bingo cards.

And so Thursday night found her sitting cross-legged on the couch, a notebook on her knee and a pencil behind her ear as she considered the list she'd made already. "Randomly turning into children, turning into the opposite gender, turning into an animal," she mused, tapping her fingertip on the notebook as she thought.

There was also something on the TV, not that she was paying attention, and a fair amount of Chinese food on the coffee table before her (and the rollerblades she'd used to retrieve it on the floor by the couch), but it was clear where Ramona's focus was, for the moment.

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[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

"Ramona!" Nathan exclaimed when he spotted her. He put a hand on the frame to stop his momentum and grinned. "Did you buy me dinner? Did we have a date that I missed?"

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"I bought me dinner," Ramona replied, glancing up from her list, "and I might be persuaded to share with you, if you're nice to me. But only then."

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"Nice to you?" Nathan scoffed, finding an empty seat and dropping down into it. "Please, you love the bad boys, Ramona, you know it. Isn't that even what you said the other day when you were on top of me?"

There hadn't been a lot of talking, Nathan knew, but whatever.

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"I don't think I've ever said that to you," Ramona said, slowly shaking her head. "But you can just keep imagining that to be true."

Even if it was completely, completely true. Ramona did sort of have a type, and it was 'boys who are generally not good for you, Ramona.'

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

"I leave in under a week," he said, leaning towards her and sticking out his lower lip. "That's not enough to get some generosity out of you? Can you look at this face with the knowledge that I won't be around and not share?"

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"God, Nathan, just eat something," she said exasperatedly, gesturing to the food. Lashing out because she was mad he was leaving? Where? "And help me with this thing I'm making."

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

Nathan decided to ignore the exasperation and reached for one of the containers of Chinese food before laying down on the couch and smiling.

"And just what are we doing tonight that you need my assistance with?" he asked. "At least you're not using fucking glitter. That shit is insidious."

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"I like glitter, sometimes," Ramona said, eyeing him over her notepad. "I'm making a Fandom bingo card for this kid. You know, a space for turning into a little kid, a space for weird things falling from the sky, a space for the first time you lay an egg."

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

"Aww, isn't that sweet?" Nathan rolled his eyes and took a few bites, grinning as he did. "And are you gonna give him a pinch and a tickle too? Give him that good ole hometown affection that he or she might be missing?"

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"Depends on how cute they are," Ramona said honestly, adding Watching a gremlin bite to the list.

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

"Well, you know none of them will be cuter than me," Nathan said, touching a hand to his chest. "No one will ever fucking measure up. You'll be pining for me and drowning your sorrows in a bottle of bourbon and some bloke's hair chest."

He turned around and smirked at her. "Don't get a hairball now, Ramona."

[dabblinginbitch.livejournal.com]

"Are you trying to be like, ultra-obnoxious so I won't miss you?" she wondered, raising an eyebrow at him. "Also, I don't like hairy dudes."

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

"Am I being obnoxious?" Nathan wondered, looking thoughtful for a moment. "Hm, I couldn't tell. See, I would consider this outgoing. I'm being outgoing and observant. Remember, you did ask for my help."

[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

Bruce was going to be leaving the island for the summer later tonight, but when he spotted someone in the common room, he decided to stop in.

"You do know that you're on a break week, right? You don't have to have your nose in a notebook."

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"I didn't even when school was in," Ramona said, looking up. "No, this is a side project. Bingo cards. I figure my school-appointed little sibling thing should get one."

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"I don't know if that will save you some time or give you a lot more things to explain," Bruce mused.

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"Little bit of both, I figure. It's like getting a list of things that'll happen here, but it's also interactive," Ramona said wisely.

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"Are you going to give your sibling a bingo marker, too?" Bruce asked. "Or do they have to work it how to mark things themself?"

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"I'm going out on a limb and assuming the kid can use pennies or a highlighter or something," Ramona said generously. "If help is needed, I can provide it, but god I hope I don't have to."

[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

"You never know. Some people get here are are completely unprepared," Bruce said. "There's always the chance the kid won't even know what electricity is."

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"You don't need electricity to operate a pen," Ramona noted, pointing her own pen at him.

[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

"Depends on how fancy the pen is you're using," Bruce countered. "There are some with built in lights."

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"I'll have a quill on hand, too," Ramona decided.

[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

"If you do that, you'll set a new goal for preparedness that I'll have to match," Bruce said. "Because I've never carried a quill just in case."

[dabblinginbitch.livejournal.com]

"I should carry a candle, too," she added. "Go the extra-extra mile on this one."