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Alexander ran his hand across the cover of his shiny new laptop, a smile stretched on his face as he caressed it. He still couldn't believe it was his -- it was shocking enough to discover a note in his mailbox asking him to go to the front desk to pick up a package too large for the mail-slot. The fact that the package had his name on it was the first shock. Hauling it back to his room and opening it to find a shiny durable laptop... Wow! It didn't matter that it was a late birthday present from his dad, and that his stepmom would pull out her hair if she knew. But it was his computer, and he had already put two computer locks on it to prevent it from ever leaving his desk without his permission.

The boy sighed and turned around, getting up from his desk to prop the door open. "Uuugh, it's so hot," he whined to himself, jamming the door-stopper under it before returning to his desk. "Freaking school policies and fears about kids jumping preventing me from opening the freaking window or having a freaking fan. This school blows."

"Dude, I've been here since I was old enough to start going here, I think I'm pretty used to it unlike your pas-" wait. That wasn't the sound of his old roommate. His old roommate has been gone since the start of this school session. Who the hell?

Alexander turned and stared as someone sat down on his bed. Blond hair, flopped over hairstyle... Nothing clicked. He squinted, stared, humed and haw'd and all other sorts of awkward conversation delay tactics before finally asking: "Who the hell are you and why don't you park your a** on the other bed that doesn't have my sheets or anything on it?"

THAT was STAR? His rival? Looking worse for wear and... huh. Alex wondered if someone manged to top HIS score for the day. Man looked bummed out enough to have that happen.

"How in the name of one up's did you find me?" Alex asked, "I don't have an exclamation point over my head or a dot on the minimap or there shouldn't be a quest to come here or did you just happen to get lucky and wander in here when really I just opened the door to get some fresh air but that probably won't work considering that this is Hillworth and the only air here is stale..."

"Dude you're not sick or anything right? 'cause that's just nasty and I don't wanna sleep where your cold germs have been 'cause that's just wrong man. Go get some Dr. Mario or something."

Ooh joy of joys, how lucky was he! Alex leaned back in his chair and sighed. HIS rival in HIS room. This would probably make some shoujou girl's dream come true. Thankfully this wasn't a shoujou manga, and Alex was free to sulk over his rival's appearance here while secretly wanting him and pray that it didn't start any rumors. Stupid fangirls and boys.

"...Dude, why don't you go to the school nur- oh. Oooh yeah, Killingworth sometimes pulls doubleduty as the nurse sometimes, huh?" Alex said, frowning. "Well man. That... that actually kinda sucks dude. You sure you don't want me to dump you into some poor sap's computer chair with wheels and try to wheel you to the nurse's office? C'mon man! It'd be fun!"

Until Demy fell out of the chair and a pixelated explosion occurred since there's no such thing as a crash without explosions, but hey! Demy didn't need to know that.

Alex would be more than happy to hear that! Alex was currently in a one-sided relationship with his video games, thank you very much. Just don't ask him how to play a sim dating game. Honest.

He stared at the injured person occupying the other bed. Hm... He looked around his room. The small TV that he played games on wouldn't do anything, and throwing a controller at him might encourage the other boy to pull on it and throw the game system to the floor -- something Alex didn't fancy happening. His action figures? No, those were hidden away so he wouldn't be laughed at. Pencil? Pen? No, no, and no again.

Alex stood up and made as if to go close the door, turning instead to reach out and poke Demy in the ribs to see what would happen.

Okay, now THAT was funny! Even though the boy jumped back at Demy's loud reaction, he couldn't help but to sputter, then laugh. "Oh maaaan! You're seriously messed up! Hahaha, ohhh maaaaaan why'd you have to crash my bed? I mean, I'm not a doctor or anything everything I know I learned from Dr. Mario which means the best thing I know how to do is chug pills. And band-aids. Can't forget the bandaids!"

He sat down on his bed and stared, trying not to laugh too much. "Duuude. You seriously need to go get some help before your health points tick away and you're KO'd."

"'cause I don't have a DS and I lack the super-dooper magical ability to slow down time. Plus do you really want me to cut you open?" Alex leaned forward, a big grin on his face. "Actually dude! You're onto something there! You might be filled with awesome loot and experience points so I can level up and... Well, I dunno, should I spec more points into video games or a life? I mean, I don't have much of one so it seems like a waste..."

"And hey. Heeey c'mon, I haven't saved the universe yet! That was so uncalled for, uh, Lieutenant McRibCrackkin!"

"Awwwh!" Alex whined, dramatically throwing himself backwards as he was poked. "But candy was next on my list! You're such a killjoy."

If Demy was looking for a reaction, he didn't get one. The boy acted as if nothing had happened, rolling back into his seated position and staring, his brow furrowed. "Seriously man, you don't look good at all. You sure you wanna hold out the night and then go to a free clinic or somethin' in town? Granted sometimes you have to push your way past bums and try not to get mugged by another, but I don't want you crashin' my spare bed for the rest of the week or something. You might beat my high scores on my games yo."