Third Floor Common Room, Tuesday evening

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Dave was going to have a sandwich for dinner while he watched some television. There was a station with nothing but really old TV shows, which was exactly the kind of thing he wanted to see when he was spending a quiet night in.

Unfortunately for him, Dave accidentally turned on the hockey game. He had a moment of panic and turned it off as quickly as he could, somehow ending up on a Spanish language channel. He had no idea what was happening on it, but the characters were definitely involved in some kind of intrigue. There was a moment of relief when he realized that there was no way anyone would ever suspect him of being a Mexican spy, so he put the remote down on the couch to take a bite of his sandwich. Taking a moment to calm down about his irrational spy-phobia, Dave decided that he could change the channel so he reached for the remote... which had disappeared.

Dave looked on the floor, under the coffee table, in between the cushions, and even in his pockets. The remote was nowhere to be found. He resigned himself to having to watch whatever was on the Spanish channel and sat down to go back to his sandwich... which had also disappeared. He looked around to see that there was nobody around at the moment.

"Well, fine. I'll just watch whatever this is without food," Dave said defiantly.

[OOC: I have no idea.]

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"Ohmygosh, I am starving," Miley said to no one in particular as she entered the common room without looking up from her phone. "Is there any food?"

No. There was not.

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"Hi. Miley. Hi," Dave said, glancing around once again for his sandwich. "I had a sandwich a moment ago, but it's gone. I didn't even get to eat it."

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Downside to being glued to her phone: not noticing Dave as she walked in.

"Oh!" Yeaaaah. "Hi."

Long pause. Then she looked around at the empty common room.

"Did someone... take it?"

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"My current theory is gremlins. I've never actually seen one, but that sounds like something they might be able to do," Dave said. You know. Randomly throwing out theories.

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"I heard some nerds got turned into alligator fighters a few months ago because of them," Miley agreed. Grinning, she joked, "You don't think they turned your sandwich into an alligator, do you?"

She was so bad at humor.

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"I really hope not. My roommate was one of those alligator fighters. It might call to him or something," Dave mused.

Because the last thing he wanted right now was Topher to show up. Especially if it meant Topher would try to kiss him again.

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Silly Dave. Topher had moved on from your rugged good looks long ago. KEEP UP.

"Oh! Weird Topher," Miley recalled. Flopping down on the couch, she challenged him, "Bet you my roommate's weirder."

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"Considering you added 'Weird' to Topher's name, I'm a little worried about anyone who might be weirder," Dave mused.

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"Get this," Miley said, leaning forward but making sure to keep out of his personal bubble. She'd learned from the last two times, you see. "She hates music. And people. And, actually, Weird Topher. Which I think is probably normal."

So said the radio.

"But mostly the music thing."

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"I don't know. I guess it depends on the kind of music," Dave said. "And, um, people. Unless she hates you because that would just be crazy."

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"She does!" Miley exclaimed. See, that was the crazy part. "The last time I put on my music, she was all, 'Oh, yuck, who is that girl screaming?'" She rolled her eyes, demanding, "WHO HATES JUSTIN BIEBER? WHO?"

Not Canadian people, that was for sure.

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"Um. Hypothetically, you're not going to yell if I say I'm not a fan of his, are you?" Dave asked. Since she was already capslocking. "Completely hypothetically."

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Miley thought that over. "Would you call him a girl?"

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"No, not out loud," Dave joked.

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Stern look. Steeeeeern look.

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"Come on, you set me up for that one," Dave said, letting a tiny laugh escape. "Okay, no, I would never call him a girl."

To his girly face.

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"Good," she said firmly. "Then no, I will not yell at you."

Congrats, Dave.

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"Good," Dave said. "Anyway, I'm a guy. I don't think guys are supposed to like him."

At all.

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"The JoBros like him!"

Yes, Miley. Dave said guys.

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"Should I ask what exactly a JoBro is?" Dave asked.

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"Nick, Kevin and Joe!" Miley reported brightly. "They're the best. Except kind of annoying when they won't stop playing video games with your dad." She rolled her eyes, then added, "But their songs are good!"

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"Your dad plays video games with musicians?" Dave asked.

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"Well. He is famous country rocker Robby Ray."

Duh, Dave. Duh.

"You know, like, 'Achy Breaky Heart?' 'I Want My Mullet Back?'"

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Nooooooo clue.

"This is probably a good time to mention that I'm from 1980, isn't it?" Dave asked.

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"Just when he was at the height of his fame!"

Miley tilted her head. "Or maybe not. I'm not sure. He's old."