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[terlibra]

Roommates meme!

SINGLE WHITE FEMALE - Wow, college is going to be so fun! My roommate and I get along really well, Mom, you should hear all about it! We like the same music and movies and celebrities and...well, she's a bit obsessive, she got her hair cut and dyed like mine and keeps going on and on about how she wants contacts the same color as my eyes, but she's really nice! She just got in, I'll call you later, bye Mom! (TL;DR - You have a roommate who wants to be you. Have fun)

I DON'T GIVE A DAMN WHAT YOU THINK - He could not be more aggravating. Blaring music you think is shit, never taking out the trash, pissing on the floor when he's drunk and not even cleaning it up, bringing over people you can't stand at all hours of the day and night and now what? You cleaned all the dishes in the house and he had to have a bowl of cereal. A bowl he didn't even bother to rinse out. Time for some conflict of the YELLING REALLY LOUDLY!!!! kind.

STAR-CROSSED LOVERS - Obligatory sex option. You've been roommates for a while, but recently those furtive glances have been returned, they put their hand over yours when reaching for the coffee pot, and if something doesn't happen soon, you're going to end up a crying mess or flouncing out to get some poon elsewhere in frustration. Are you going to mesh well, or are you going to find out there's condoms in the house and have to make a trip to the gas station at two in the morning and deal with the worker staring at you as you buy XXLarge condoms?

BURY ME WITH IT - Your roommate is dying. Maybe they came home with a fatal diagnosis and can't help but spill. Maybe you watched them rescue a child from getting hit by a car and heard the thunk of their back breaking beneath ridiculously large tires. Console, comfort, hear their last words, tears and sorrow and a whole bucket load of angst.

HAN SOLO IS GAY - Technology is fun. You roommate takes it too far. Fight to the death. Offender may bring up that he wouldn't be able to do it if his roomie wasn't dumbass enough to leave his laptop laying around in the first place. Offender may have stolen it for the evulz. You never sent this text...

WILDCARD - seriously do whatever you want anon suggested it HERE IT IS

Post with character/universe and the person who replies to you is your new, exciting roommate! (With issues.)

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[surprisingwolf]

I nod. It's not like I can talk. Sigma still isn't talking to me. Picking up my pack with my left hand, I slug it into my room before returning to the kitchen. I eye the chart and see if there's something I could do for him that doesn't require my arm.

"Thanks for ordering."

[interpolate]

I'm in the midst of drying the last of the dishes when he comes in. I grin, but it falters. He's definitely favoring one arm. Oh, jeeze.

"It's no problem, really."

[surprisingwolf]

I catch my roommate's expression and ponder whether it's a good idea to use my injured arm. I look at the schedule instead. It looks like there's some sweeping to do, and that shouldn't be too bad if I switch to using my left hand.

Which, as I get the broom out of its closet, find it's harder to sweep with one's non-dominant arm. "I'll get the sweeping instead, Etienne-san," I call. It hurts to use the arm, but there's nothing to be done about that.

I don't know much about Etienne-san's past, but I know that both of us our out a lot. I have to wonder what he really does for a living.

[interpolate]

Off he goes, trying to fill in where I took over doing the dishes for him. I follow him after putting the last of the dishes away in their usual spots, and catch him wincing.

"Oh, Leo-san, did something happen?" Of course he was trying to hide it, but I wish he wouldn't.

[surprisingwolf]

It's not the first time I've come home injured. It won't be the last. I know he's noticed once or twice, but the only time he said something was when Dr. Takada happened to be by.

"I ran into something." That was trying to kill a bunch of kids. "Ended up with a nasty bruise." Or a cut. "Did the dishes give you any problems? I know you have to be tired if you're ordering take-out."

I'm trying to deflect his attention by asking him questions. Let's see if it works.

[interpolate]

"Must be quite the bruise." I take my share of knocks in the typical course of work. So have the others. I've never seen a bruise that made someone falter that way. But if he's dead set on being secretive, it's not my place to weasel it out of him.

Maybe.

Unless Vaglass was related, but... I would have heard about something like that. "No, no problems. I had a long day too, is all. Thought I could use the treat. Sounds like you could too."

[surprisingwolf]

"Definitely. At least I think so. I didn't exactly look at it." Except when I bandaged it.

I grin. "And I'm tired. As long as nothing has to be washed, I'm happy." I put the broom away, knowing he'll take care of the take-out. "Sometimes I wish my days were less long, but that's the nature of work, isn't it?"

I'm getting good at interacting with normal people and sounding like I am a perfectly ordinary person.