[Room 416, Sunday Evening]

[lil_yellow]

Having decided that the bed would simply not do, Bumblebee had carefully dismantled the frame and put the pieces in the closet. The mattress... well, it leaned up against the wall

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[carsexual]

Sam tapped on the doorframe and said, "How's it goin' in here, man?"

[lil_yellow]

"Why does it always rain on me? Is it because I lied when I was seventeen?" He mourned, half-hidden by a dorm mattress determined to prove its superiority.

[carsexual]

Sam snickered. "That's totally it. You want me to get that thing off you?" he offered. "Or is this a new thing?"

[lil_yellow]

"Please. I was trying to clear the room," Bumblebee said in a clearly hopeful tone. "But it apparently does not want to go."