Fourth Floor Common Room | Afternoon | Wednesday | September 22

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After class, Nathan found himself pretty goddamn bored. It was too early to go into town and drink himself silly (and he'd done that last night anyway) and he wasn't hungry so he couldn't go make a scene at a buffet on the mainland (finding fake mice in the mac and cheese was always fun) so he'd flopped himself down on one of the couches in the common room.

Someone's potato chips were at his hip and were being ignored for the moment while Nathan flipped rapidly through the channels. He'd passed through each channel about five times, had found nothing worth watching but thought that continued flipping might make something good appear out of thin air. So far, no luck.

"Fucking bored as shit," he said and ate a handful of potato chips. "Can't this fucking school have porn on cable?"

No one answered and there was still no porn on the school's cable network. Nathan sighed and decided if he ever became principal or president or prime minister or czar, porn was gonna be fucking mandatory. It'd be the fucking state channel. Write it down.

[CR's an open place, of course]

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This was not Topher's floor, and he would be the last person to advocate what Nathan was hoping for, but he walked in just in time to catch the back end of that question and shielded his eyes just in time.

"EW. WAIT. IS THERE REALLY?"

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"Wow, you really need to loosen up, mate," Nathan said, eyes widening at that exclamation. "Girl parts are not going to kill you. There's nothing that's going to swallow your watch unless you really go deep."

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Topher uncovered his eyes.

"Swallow my...?" Blink. "NEVER MIND. DON'T TELL ME."

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"You are never gonna have sex," Nathan said, blinking at Topher. "But there's no porn on the telly right now so you can stop having a fucking seizure."

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Topher was actually relieved by that comment. "Whew."

With that, he entered the common room fully and made a beeline for the food. It was a good thing he didn't recognize Nathan as That Guy Who'd Rescued Him From Gazing Longingly At Tony a few weeks ago; if he had, there might be shrieking to come.

"Want chips?" he offered generously from the cabinet, with a fistful of chips already on the way to his mouth.

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Well, Nathan did recognize Topher as the first guy he'd made out with but if Topher wasn't going to bring it up, Nathan was...going to attempt to keep it on the down low.

"Got my own," he said and patted the bag near his hip. "Of course, they're not really mine but I'm sure that the owner of the chips would be happy to share with me. Sharing is caring."

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"That's kind of how I figure," Topher agreed, making his way back to the couch with chips in hand. "Oh, hey, someone wrote their name on this one," he observed, squinting. "Can't make it out..."

Too bad!

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See, no wonder they'd made out. They were cut from the same cloth. Sort of. Nathan's part of the cloth was more sexual, apparently.

"Are you gonna steal some other bloke's food too?" Nathan asked, pretending to be offended. "I bet you would steal some guy's insulin if you thought it might get you high or taste good."

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Topher paused.

"I'd probably wanna analyze it, yeah."

He would also steal their BRAAAAAINS!

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The thing was, Quinn wasn't really angry at Topher anymore. He seemed more clueless than anything, and she'd made him faint. Revenge obtained, tables clear, counter reset to start.

So she was just a little bit sniffy on her "Hi."

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Hey! He hadn't fainted! Just... tripped. Loudly!

Still didn't stop him from anticipating a punch, though.

"...Hey."

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She wasn't going to punch him! ... probably. But she could tell he was a little afraid, and that pleased her.

"So, uh, is this your floor, or are you scavenging like me?"

She was going to attempt small talk, just to see if they could stay civil.

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Around a mouthful of chips that belonged to whoever had put them in the cabinet, he responded, "Scavenging."
Scavenging for things he probably wouldn't pelt her with, even.

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"I swear there's never any soda down on three," Quinn pouted. "It's like a curse."

A very, very, very minor curse!

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"I found a twelve-pack of Mountain Dew once," Topher volunteered. "I took it."

Soooo...

"That's probably why people stopped buying it."

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"It wasn't mine," Quinn volunteered with a little shrug. "I think Mountain Dew is gross."

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Topher gasped and clutched his chest. "But it's amazing!"

Mountain Dew was his caffeine of choice!

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"The flipping is going to give me a headache," Quinn said, but amiably enough, as she wandered into the common room and went over to raid the fridge for diet coke. "Hey, Nathan. How's life?"

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"Close your eyes, then," Nathan said, glancing over at her. "Problem solved. And life's fucking life, I guess. I haven't died recently. Guess that's a plus."

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"Can't see in the fridge with my eyes closed," Quinn answered, but didn't sound as if she cared all that much.

She retrieved her soda and turned back towards him. "Y'know, I heard you kind of can't die. Is that for real?"

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"You heard right," Nathan said, sounding pleased that word had gotten around about his awesome fucking skill. "I'm immortal. Got hit by lightning back in England and I got the best fucking power of everyone. Kelly can read minds but I'm fucking immortal! Yeah, bitches!"

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"Practically half the school can read minds," Quinn exaggerated. "You got the better end of the deal. And wow, I can't believe I just asked like that. Usually I have some subtlety."

It had been on her mind for weeks, though!

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"Yeah, you should have seen the look on my friends faces when I popped out of my coffin all alive and beautiful," Nathan said, smirking over at Quinn. "It was fucking priceless. Of course, then I came back here and got hit with shit because I scared people but come on, how weird is immortality here? Everyone's got something here!"

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"Yeah, except me," Quinn observed. "I mean, I'm completely fabulous, but I don't have powers."

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"You mean the power of being fabulous don't count?" Nathan asked, sounding shocked. "Well, I am just shocked and appalled. I have been led wrong for all these fucking years. I thought people were bowing in the face of all this awesomeness I have here and apparently they weren't!"