Room 505, Monday Evening

Mar 31, 2014 16:42

Class had been eerily normal and low-key ( Read more... )

where: room 505, who: sparkle

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myownface March 31 2014, 22:49:19 UTC
Sparkle had survived class. Field hockey, without... any of the rules of hockey? Sure. The kilt hadn't been all that bad, either. But then it was over, and all over again he found himself out of quick and convenient distractions. Which meant, all over again, he was exercising a complete and absolute failure to cope.

And what did Sparkle do when he was failing to cope?

Well, this evening it involved him dragging his sorry ass to Karina's room, where he thumped his forehead against the doorframe a few times, more than a little drunk and mostly just needing somebody to be miserable around. Being alone was too damn quiet.

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notacokeperson March 31 2014, 22:55:14 UTC
“If you leave an indent of your head in my doorframe I’m going to laugh at you,” she said, without glancing up from her computer. What? She’d laugh at anyone who did that.

Karina twisted her head around to see who it was, then tugged her earphones out. “What happened to knocking, Sparkle?”

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myownface March 31 2014, 22:57:49 UTC
"Knocking's for people who aren't hopin' for a concussion," Sparkle shared, inviting himself in and just kind of standing there, awkwardly, just inside the door. "Can I come in?"

It was actually a little late for that question, Sparks.

"Everything sucks."

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notacokeperson March 31 2014, 23:02:43 UTC
“Except you, I hope,” she said, raising eyebrows at him, even as she shuffled over to make room for him on her bed. “If you’re still a vampire, and you try biting me, I’m not going to be held responsible for anything I do.”

Like, oh, say the sudden appearance of a Sparkle-sized block of ice, with him in it. ‘Fandom did it’ would totally work as an excuse, right?

“But yeah, sure, you can come in. Make yourself at home.”

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