Fourth Floor Common Room | Afternoon | Sunday | May 8

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Earlier today, Nathan had shoved all of his things into bags and piled them up near his bed. He'd left just a few things out for tomorrow (clothes, cigarettes, small bottle of alcohol, and wallet) but other than that, he was ready to go.

But, he wasn't leaving right yet. He still had a whole day to do nothing but kick his feet up in the common room and relax. He'd dug out a bag of chips that clearly wasn't his (or was it?) and was flipping quickly through various channels in the hopes of finding something halfway decent to watch. He didn't want to be preached to or bitched at or lectured. He just wanted something mindless but Sunday mornings were proving harder for that than he'd originally thought.

Eventually, he settled on some news program. The broadcaster was some older, distinguished lady wearing a see through top and Nathan was counting the number of times her chest pressed hard enough against that top and made it able for him (and everyone) to see things. He was up to four so far. Who knew news was so entertaining?

[It's an open CR and this might be the last time Nathan's out and about before he leaves. He's probably going to sneak out and not tell anyone and then go die. Oops. Anyway, yes, wide open.]

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"And what makes you think I wouldn't want to hear about lesbians that aren't you?" Nathan asked, being stubborn for the sake of being stubborn. "Maybe any lesbian is good for me."

[dabblinginbitch.livejournal.com]

"Did you know one time you actually sort of got another girl's sloppy seconds?" Ramona asked mildly. "I'm sure you wouldn't find that interesting, though."

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

"...what?" Nathan asked, raising an eyebrow at that. "What the fuck does that mean, I got a girl's sloppy seconds? Which girl?"

[dabblinginbitch.livejournal.com]

"A girl," she said, not giving names just yet. "I made out with a girl this one time and then later that day you came by and we had sex. And if she'd stuck around, I bet we could've had a threesome."

No, she did not bet that at all.

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"And why the fuck am I just learning about this now?" Nathan asked, frowning. "I like threesomes! And I would have asked you for details then if I'd had known! Ugh, my heart."

[dabblinginbitch.livejournal.com]

"Tell me something embarrassing and I'll tell you about her tongue," Ramona replied, flicking an eyebrow up.

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

Nathan made a face at her and then said, "I'm scared of being alone in an IKEA. Don't fucking laugh."

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Ramona kept her face perfectly still, aside from the slightest twitch of her lips. "Why?"

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

"Childhood trauma," he said simply. "That embarrassing enough for you?"

[dabblinginbitch.livejournal.com]

"It's definitely interesting enough," she mused, raising a brow. "What's so scary about Swedish furniture?"

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

"Nothing," he said and rubbed his forehead. "But, it's a little fucking scary for an eight year old kid when his dad just leaves him there because he can't fit in the car with the rest of the purchases. Okay?"

[dabblinginbitch.livejournal.com]

Ramona just looked at him for a moment, her brow creasing a little, before offering, "Your dad completely sucks."

And then, a moment later, "And it was the day I drew on your face. When the sexy girl-on-girl action happened."

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"Yeah, he does," Nathan said, not about to disagree with that. "Why were you kissing girls anyway? Sudden uncontrollable lust?"

[dabblinginbitch.livejournal.com]

"Not really. She was pretty cute, though. We were fake-married the weekend before," Ramona replied, rolling her eyes. "Because we were little kids and wanted to play wedding. And then we were bigger, it seemed a shame not to consummate things."

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"You all didn't get naked and play a game of 'strum the violin', did you?" Nathan asked, trying not to sound hopeful or anything. Stupid boy.

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"I don't even know what that means. Don't feel compelled to explain," Ramona said quickly. "No, we just made out a bunch. She has a boyfriend or whatever."

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

"Next time, take pictures!" No, he didn't expect her to do that. "Or video! That'll really make me feel all missed and cherished, you know. Hot, hot videos of you."

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"You're right, I should definitely pause my next lesbian experience to document it for you, rather than tell you after the fact," Ramona said, arching a brow. "That makes tons of sense."

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"Or you could do both," Nathan said hopefully, giving his eyebrows a waggle before laughing. "A bloke can hope, right?"

[dabblinginbitch.livejournal.com]

"Hope, and waste away in disappointment," Ramona said, shrugging. "Maybe this will be my only big lesbian experience ever, though."

Probably not.

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"Do you see how skinny I am?" Nathan asked, pulling out his short and poking his stomach. "If I waste away, I'll be nothing but a sex skeleton. You are dooming me to death, Ramona. Dooming."

[dabblinginbitch.livejournal.com]

"I think you might be dooming yourself based on unrealistic expectations," Ramona corrected, reaching out to pat his curly head. "I'm just an innocent, bi-curious bystander."

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"Why did you just pet me?" Nathan asked, raising an eyebrow. "This hair requires caresses, not pats."

[dabblinginbitch.livejournal.com]

"I'm not caressing you in a common room," she told him, arching a brow. "And I was being reassuring."

Or condescending. Or both.

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

"Fine, then," Nathan said and reached up to pat the top of her head since it seemed to be the thing to do right now. He smiled at her when he was done.