Fifth Floor Common Room: Tuesday Afternoon

[notaweenie.livejournal.com]

After his class was done, Barry had headed back to his room and gathered his tablet where he had downloaded all the blockbuster sci-fi movies since 2009.

After setting up the TV, he had the tablet start transmitting the movies so he could watch while putting together some kind of small mechanical cage contraption on the coffee table.

"Jesus Christ," he moaned/bitched as the movie played on. "What Michael Bay does to a fucking cartoon is fucking ridiculous."

Barry started fast forwarding through the talky parts just to get to the action scenes.

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[notaweenie.livejournal.com]

"Oh yeah? So how did you end up here?"

[flickofthewrist]

"My mommy dropped me off in her station wagon," Flick said, obviously lying. "We're best friends."

Again, lying.

"I came from New York," he said, revealing some truths. "There was stuff happening there that I had to get away from for awhile."

[notaweenie.livejournal.com]

"On the lam, huh?" Barry commented. "That's cool if you don't want to go into details. Your life is your fucking life."

[flickofthewrist]

"I'm not on the lam." Not anymore, at least. "Just had some trouble that I resolved. Now, I'm just here to be here. Started something so might as well finish."