#230 - Monday morning

[courier_gavin]

Early morning on Monday, Jake stumbled through the hallway, hauling a bag with him. He paused in front of room 230 and tried the door. It was locked. He frowned and searched through his coat pocket. After a moment he gave up and hit the door with his fist. "C'mon! I need coffee!"

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[krycek_rat]

Krycek frowned at the door that was thumping, wondering if he'd skipped a class, or maybe the dorms were on fire, or perhaps they'd been invaded by girl scouts selling cookies.

Nonetheless, it didn't sound like it was stopping any time soon, so he went to answer it, slapping the coffee machine to "on" as he passed it, out of habit.

When he answered the door, it was in pajama pants, not quite awake, and thoroughly confused to be seeing Jake there. "...Hey."

[courier_gavin]

Jake brightened at the sight, gave Krycek a one-handed hug and a quick kiss somewhere around his ear while he made his way past to hover over the coffee maker. "You have no idea how horrible it's been. People kept drinking coffee!"

He sounded completely outraged.

[krycek_rat]

Krycek turned to follow Jake back into the room, cocking an eyebrow as he took Jake's bag from him to dump on the bed. "They didn't offer you any?"

[courier_gavin]

Jake turned his head to pout at him. "No. And dad said I wasn't allowed to steal any, because then they'd know how easy I was to bribe and then someone would take off with all the money. But I'm not that easy, am I?"

[krycek_rat]

"I mean that nineteen is not old or ancient," he said mildly. "You'll be nineteen in, what, 4 months?"

[courier_gavin]

Jake squinted at him over his coffee cup. "I'll be twenty, love. I'm older than you. Sort of."

[krycek_rat]

Krycek stared at Jake a moment, then smirked. "So you're already old."

[courier_gavin]

Jake gasped theatrically, clutching his chest with his free hand. "Take that back!"