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Third Floor Common Room - Wednesday Afternoon
After spending the last week stuck as a giant pending message icon, Negasonic didn't feel much like staying in her room. She settled for just wandering down the hallway and flopping on one of the couches instead.
Granted it was just like... five doors away from her room but at least it was a different setting.
For a late lunch, she poured herself a box of Chocolate Frosted Sugar Bombs and started flipping channels around on TV to find something to watch.
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Granted it was just like... five doors away from her room but at least it was a different setting.
For a late lunch, she poured herself a box of Chocolate Frosted Sugar Bombs and started flipping channels around on TV to find something to watch.
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He turned the hoverboard over in his hands and idly flicked some specks of dirt out of the wheels. "Your parents ever send you crap like this?"
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Gee. How to describe Colossus. Metal guy? Surrogate big brother? Nah.
"...former teacher just sent me a box of protein bars."
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Try to sound more sure about that, Roscoe.
"Anyway, you're lucky, not talking to yours. My parents are assholes. If I could get away with cutting them out, I probably would."
Not really, but he was especially annoyed with them lately and it was easy to make broad statements like that.
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Her voice trailed off and she punctuated it with another shrug.
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"Yeah! Fuck stuff," he agreed, shifting around on the couch to get comfortable. It basically involved sprawling and taking up way more than half the space. "Here, find one of those cooking shows where they get to sabotage each other. I love that shit."