Third floor common room- Thursday evening

[notconflicted]

Sia had gone to the common room looking to make dinner, really. Unlike some family members, she'd figured out pretty quickly that putting dry pasta in boiling water and throwing some sauce on it was really all you had to do, and no one even had to push her into doing it.

She hadn't gotten that far yet, because she'd been distracted by her phone ringing. "I'm sorry," she replied once she'd listened. "You have the wrong person." And she hung up.

A moment later, her phone rang again. "I told you before, this is the wrong number. Stop calling."

It was ringing again. She was contemplating throwing the phone itself in some boiling water.


[This is what happens when you ask Nick for a prompt. Open!]

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[iwishiwasbig.livejournal.com]

"What kind of threats is he making?" Dave asked, sounding concerned.

[notconflicted]

"He will track me down and kill me if I don't return his laundry." Clearly she was taking this seriously.

[iwishiwasbig.livejournal.com]

"His laundry?" Dave asked. "Well, at least it's sane, completely reasonable threats."

[notconflicted]

"He also mentioned something about spoiling... I don't even understand what he was going on about." Someone was missing out on pop culture and didn't even know it.

She frowned as her phone beeped that she had a new voicemail.

[iwishiwasbig.livejournal.com]

"If it were me, I probably would have turned my phone off and hid in my room by now," Dave said. "You seem to be handling it better than I would."

[notconflicted]

"I'd just like to see him try and make good on his threats." She bet she could take him.

Over laundry.

[iwishiwasbig.livejournal.com]

"Just checking, you don't actually have anyone's laundry, do you?" Dave asked.

[notconflicted]

She did still have to wash Atton's pants.

...That sounded wrong.

"Not anyone who wouldn't come to my door to try and be funny about it instead of calling," she said.

[iwishiwasbig.livejournal.com]

"You know, that's not the answer I was expecting," Dave said, not really suppressing a small laugh.

[notconflicted]

"I've had better weeks," she explained with a frown. "Laundry factors in."