Second Floor Common Room, Early-ish Monday Morning

[nomoresportscars]

Jackson had been in a better mood than he was this morning.

Don't laugh, it was true.

See, he'd had a rough couple of days. Did you know what it's like to be on an island with everyone's dead loved ones coming back for closure and to make sappy peace with wrongs of the past and whatever, and no one showing up for you? Even though you definitely had people who could have come, who should have come, who you had every right to get to meet? It was not a good feeling at all, and it was weighing on him more than he would have cared to admit, getting twisted up with what he'd learned back in Beacon Hills until it felt like a suffocating stone inside his chest.

And also, the wrong team had won the Super Bowl last night.

"You goddamn piece of –– !"

Yelling at the toaster for getting his Pop Tart stuck was a perfectly valid response to stress.

[ooc: Fair warning, this common room is pissy and bitchy, but totally ooopen!]

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[justbeingbay]

Bay, who had gone down a flight of stairs in hopes of finding some cereal with even less nutritional value, eyed the model-looking guy skeptically from the doorway.

"Um, is this a private battle with the toaster or should I yell at it too?"

[nomoresportscars]

Jackson glared at the toaster, and his look was only somewhat milder once he glanced over at the new girl.

"It's a piece of crap, regardless of who's yelling at it."

[La la la, my home internet has been dead since yesterday afternoon, apologies!]

[justbeingbay]

"What's wrong with it?" Bay asked, coming toward the toaster with skeptical eyes. "It's not exploding or leaking green goo or anything, is it?"

[nomoresportscars]

Jackson gave a huff of a sigh. He knew he was overreacting, for once, and he didn't like making a fool of himself. Still, his shoulders looked way too tight for someone dealing with an unfriendly toaster.

"It's jammed."

And at the time of his shouting at it, both the pop tart as well as the appliance had still been too hot to extract one from the other.

[justbeingbay]

Yeah, Bay was starting to get this wasn't exactly about the damn toaster.

"Chopstick?" she suggested. "My mom uses those to get things out without, like, risk of electrocution."

[nomoresportscars]

"Does it work?"

This was Jackson trying not to take things out on an innocent person, for once. It was a little... stilted.

[justbeingbay]

"None of us have died of electrocution yet," Bay shrugged, and poked around in a drawer until she found a paper-wrapped set of chopsticks. "Here."

[nomoresportscars]

Jackson took the chopsticks and muttered something that may even have been 'thanks', before unwrapping them so he could try dislodging the pop tart.

"Even the toasters here are freaking ridiculous."

[justbeingbay]

"It's a toaster," Bay pointed out. "It doesn't exist to ruin your day or anything."

[nomoresportscars]

Jackson just gave her a look that suggested that was kind of a dumb statement.

This was Fandom. Everything here existed to ruin his life, and he wouldn't have put it past the toaster to have some gained sentience just to mess with his breakfast.

[justbeingbay]

Bay returned his bitchface with one of her own. "Is there any chocolate cereal?" she asked, since that was why she was in the common room to start with.

[pursuedthestars]

"What did that toaster ever do to you?" Jim quipped as he ambled on in with a smile on his face. "Be nice, Jackie."

[nomoresportscars]

Jackson glared at Jim. It was just the thing to do right now.

"Shut up."

Just shut up, Jim.

[pursuedthestars]

"That's not very nice," Jim said, tsking Jackson slightly. "I just asked you a simple question. Maybe the toaster had called you a name."

[nomoresportscars]

"The toaster is a piece of crap, and I should sue the school for potential endgangerment."

Tell us how you really feel, Jackson.

[reven8e.livejournal.com]

Emily knew what it felt, but it wasn't like she was about to share. Or even mention it. Or even think about it. Not thinking about it.

"Go easy on the kitchen appliance, I need to use that too," said as she looked over.

[nomoresportscars]

"Why would you want to?" Jackson groused. "It barely works. Not worth the trouble."

[Apologies, my home internet has been unexpectedly dead like a dead thing since yesterday afternoon!]

[reven8e.livejournal.com]

"I still want to try, alright? You can be all I-told-you-so afterwards."

Kitchen appliances loved her, alright?

[ Ah, I know what you mean. If SP is fine for you, I'm game. ]