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 Posted: Tue Mar 27, 2012 11:08 pm
Trainwreck in progress. Nothing to do to stop it now. There was either going to be a fight or - well, Jordan didn't actually know what the other option was going to be. He raised an eyebrow at Rep; the challenge had been issued, apparently.
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Posted: Tue Mar 27, 2012 11:12 pm
He held defiantly onto the door frame and glared at the other two. He'd decided in a sort of drunken and put-upon way that somewhere along the way everyone had ganged up on him.
And he wasn't even sure how it happened.
He crossed his arms, that sounded like fighting talk. "Welll" he shrugged lazily. "Not a ******** thing you've said sho far has convinced me of anything like. All evidence points to utter bullshit."
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Posted: Tue Mar 27, 2012 11:30 pm
"You coulda asked," Harrison leaned away from the wall.
"But you always got to bitsch, bitsch, bitsch," he leaned against Rep, and kissed him a lot more gently than he had Jerry.
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Posted: Tue Mar 27, 2012 11:42 pm
Rep had been expecting maybe some strong argument or something, some very convincing evidence about why he was wrong. Maybe even a flat out retort or insult. He wasn't expecting what he got, nor the tenderness either. And didn't actually resist thanks to complete and utter shock as his brain issued the order to SHUT DOWN EVERYTHING He tried to haul denial into gear. It was having trouble.
Afterwards, he just kept right on staring at a point somewhere in the middle distance, raising a finger and teetering dangerously as he held onto the handle. "Point..taken."
He turned to open the door properly, still in a zombie like sort of shock.
"Th..thanksh for..walking. me back ho..hom...to my dorm." he still wasn't /looking/ at anyone, looking just somewhere else entirely as he slunk inside.
"'Night"
SLAM
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Posted: Tue Mar 27, 2012 11:44 pm
"Well, that was low on the list of anticipated reactions," Jordan said, bemused.
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Posted: Wed Mar 28, 2012 1:35 pm
The gentleness was half out of genuine affection, and half out of consideration for the number that had been done on Rep's face.
Harrison looked slightly baffled at the slammed door.
He turned. "Ohmygod, you are the schmug- the schmuggest- ok I need walkering too." Harrison pointed at Jordan, "N'more fanchy Professsor talk."
But Harrison hadn't been expecting that either. It wasn't like he surprised Rep. The guy had started it, and said he needed more than verbal convincing. They'd been flirting all night. Harrison was half-counting on getting dragged back into the room.
"Whatchs his problem?" Harrison grumbled.
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Posted: Wed Mar 28, 2012 3:25 pm
"How many syllables am I allowed to use?" Jordan asked, and took Harrison's arm to steady him as they started back down the hall. "I mean, I need some guidelines here."
He considered the question carefully, thinking over Rep's attitudes and his behavior in general. "He thinks he's straight," he said. Okay, so there was a lot of guesswork and theory behind that statement, but Harrison was drunk, and had, in fact, just told him to stop using fancy words. The summary would do it.
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Posted: Wed Mar 28, 2012 10:49 pm
"Three topsch," Harrison said, accepting the steadying. Jordan offered his theory for the sudden bout of whatever that was.
"..Oh c'mon," That was ridiculous. Harrison had not gotten those signals crossed. ...probably. usually. There was a long pause, "But you- y'don't, do you?"
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Posted: Wed Mar 28, 2012 10:59 pm
"Oh, good. Having to think about keeping it shorter would've been a pain." Jordan headed down the hall, slowly, so as to be able to catch Harrison if he got too unsteady. At least Harrison wasn't too drunk to remember what room he was in. That was probably also partly due to the fact that the blond man had been here longer.
Jordan watched Harrison think the suggestion over. "Not p - not really," he said. "My guess is so closeted he's seeing Narnia."
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Posted: Wed Mar 28, 2012 11:39 pm
"Not him," Harrison said, drunken vagueness and unclear pronoun references not helping. He was still not convinced on Rep. "But y'know, you. You're not."
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Posted: Wed Mar 28, 2012 11:42 pm
Other than the general direction of the conversation, Jordan wasn't quite sure what exactly Harrison was talking about. The question was both unclear and quite clear, on the other hand. "Not what?" Jordan asked. "Not closeted? Not straight?"
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Posted: Wed Mar 28, 2012 11:48 pm
"Yeah," Harrison said. That covered it.
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Posted: Wed Mar 28, 2012 11:49 pm
Jordan took a deep breath. "Yeah." A brief pause while he nerved himself up again. "You either?"
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2012 12:00 am
Good. He was worried he'd been mixing signals all over the place.
Harrison snorted. "Me either, that cat's outta....outa the thing. The closet. ...Wasn't a closet. Whateverr they keep cats in."
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2012 12:02 am
Jordan laughed. "Out of the bag," he corrected. He glanced at the numbers on the doors. "Okay, your room's got to be in the 130s, but which one of these is it?" he asked.
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