Third Floor Common Room; Sunday Afternoon [09/06].

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It was late in the afternoon, and Troy had just gotten up and rolled out of bed and now he was in the common room in his pyjamas with his feet up on the coffee table, cartoons on the TV, the biggest bowl he could find filled with the most sugary cereal on the shelf, with chocolate milk poured into it and it was the most amazing thing ever and weird magical boarding school kicked ass and he was all for it.

Sure beat being stuck at Kingdom Hall all day, even if he did miss the juice and cookies. Sure, he could just go get juice and cookies, but it just wasn't the same.

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Blame Wayne for the fact that Sabine associated the third floor with food, so when she came up to find lunch, this was what she found.

"You look comfortable."

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"I am comfortable," said Troy, after finishing a bite of cereal and contemplating whether or not appearances matched reality, like it was a revelation. "It's a comfortable couch. They got good couches here."

Once that was settled, he looked over to see who he was even talking to, then quirked up his chin.

"I've seen you around, right?" Like she didn't have such a unique look or anything. "I'm Troy."

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"Sabine. I'm around," she said, vaguely. "You're one of the new kids?"

There were also a bunch of returning people, so right now it paid to check.

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"Yeah," Troy's grin went a little crooked. "One of the new ones."

It was a pretty small school, he probably couldn't get away with trying to avoid that one.

"I take it you're not?"

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"Been here a couple years already. After a while you start to recognize all the faces," Sabine said. "Well, mostly."

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"Yeah," said Troy, "I can get that. Like, my last school wasn't that big, but this place is pretty small, compared to it."

His gaze narrowed a little, going speculative as he looked at her.

"How do you like it?" he asked.

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"Some days I'd like to find out exactly how I could punch the island in the face," Sabine admitted with a shrug. "Mostly I like it just fine. I wish there were more classes, but the people are pretty great and it keeps things interesting."

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"...what happens that makes you want to punch it in the face?" Troy asked, while trying not to be too distracted thinking about what it would probably feel like (awesome) to punch an island in its face.

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"Sometimes there are weekends that just kind of dig in on things you don't want to think about," she said. "We just had Night Mare horses that made people relive things and share bad memories. I can do without it."

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Troy's eyes narrowed a little as he thought about what kind of bad memories he might have had lurking around, which weren't really all that bad, but they were definitely things he wouldn't want shared.

"I can see why that'd make you wanna throw punches at a whole island," he decided, "but it's really been mostly great so far!"

He was in his pajamas. Eating sugary cereal and watching cartoons. On a Sunday, Sabine! A SUN. DAY.

This was insanity.

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"For the most part it is," Sabine agreed. "You're settling in okay then?"

What with the pajamas and cereal in the afternoon.

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Truly, the very portrait of Settled In.

"Oh," Troy said confidently with a boastful kind of laugh, "I was pretty much settled in the moment we turned my room into a blanket fort."

It was a divider sheet for privacy between your side and Arabella's, Troy, take it down a notch.

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"A blanket fort," she repeated.

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"A blanket fort," Troy confirmed, smile blossoming with eagerness as he did. But it fell away very soon after, into something almost apologetic. "Well...not quite yet, but it will be."

And then it would take over the whole floor, because canon demanded it.

"I'm working on it. Right now, it's just kind of a sheet in the middle of the room because I got a girl for a roommate."

How something could be so perfectly balanced between awesome and awkward still wrinkled his brain a little.

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"Well then at least you're off to a good start," Sabine said, encouragingly because she didn't understand how big this could become, and anyway she lived on the second floor.

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Yeah, that was not going to save you, Sabine, like, at all.

"Thanks," Troy said, his smile genuinely appreciating the encouragement and building his confidence enough that he now had to definitely get the next step toward the ultimate blanket fort for next week. "I've got a good feeling about it."