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There was no way around it, Theo was in a pretty bad mood.

It was hard not to be sour seeing as his best friend (and roommate) had taken off with his family and didn't return. Not only did that ruin a lot of Theo's fun, but it meant he had to have a new roommate, which he was DEFINITELY not looking forward to. Kei might be related to people he liked, but that didn't mean they got along. Actually, they hadn't ever really interacted much in depth, but come on. He had seen the guy wear stilettos taller than the ones Adeline wore, and there was something wrong with that picture.

He stabbed at a remote control and watched the channels flip across the little TV on the other side of the room. God, wasn't there anything on besides desperate bride reality shows and newscasts? Theo chucked the remote at a pile of clothes on the floor, and in defeat, moved over to flop heavily onto a beat-up old beanbag chair he had somehow crammed beside his bed. "This is stupid." He declared to his surroundings, kicking lazily at an action figure until it disappeared into a pile of related junk.

The dorm was as much a wreck as it had been when Sergei lived there, if not worse. Theo's junk piles had just expanded in that amount of time, and he had not bothered to clean up any old food wrappers or suspicious stains. In short, it was a scene out of a horror movie, just in time for someone new to move in. Godspeed, Kei.

Between listening to the nonsense spew out of the TV - "This is the dress I want, I'm my mom's baby, she'll get it for me even if it's over my price limit!" - and spacing out into his own thoughts, Theo was almost catatonic in his sulking when the door to his room slipped open. Oh. Was it really time for this already? The pixie boy barely looked over, more like lolled to the side enough to see Kei standing there, and then lazily glanced back at the screen. He was aware of the time it was taking his new roommate to announce himself, but couldn't be assed to care just yet. That just meant more time for him--

Nope, there it was. Reverie broken. Theo didn't make any real attempts to veil his disapproval at the greeting, because why should he it was his room and he didn't want to be bothered. This comment was, at the very least, contained in his mind for the time being. "Yeah, hi.. Kei." He said the name awkwardly, letting it hang in the air for a moment in order to fully acknowledge how weird this situation was going to be. "Pretty sure that's what this means. Roommates. Sounds exciting." His tone was flat and dead, in direct contrast to the insincere remark he had just made. And despite being really slow with the whole 'listening to other people' thing, he could tell that Kei was not happy to be here either. That, or he was constipated, either way the guy seemed pretty pent up.

Rubbing his face with both hands as if to give himself a moment of preparation, the bee mumbled something and then stared back over at Kei with half-lidded eyes. This was giving him a serious case of deja vu. "Well, I'm assuming the answer to that question is 'that bed over there'... unless it's a trick question, and you're going to tell me you hang from the ceiling like a bat when you sleep." He snarked, tasting even stronger deja vu with every word. Hadn't he already gone through this before? Yeah, he had.

Although he was naturally an a** all day every day, today was one of those days where it was amplified - and it didn't help that Kei was snarking back, it only encouraged Theo further. Tough luck if the weird horned guy didn't like having his bed covered in stuff, how hard was it to move it somewhere else? Seems like Kei was the visitor; it was Theo who had 'seniority', and he would do as he pleased. His eyes narrowed a little at the other boy as if to convey that. I'll do what I want. Go take a hike.

Throughout Kei's show and tell of his heel knives, Theo was the opposite of a captive audience. He more or less zoned out to stare at the TV until Kei had stopped talking, and then he simply shrugged. "Kick them hard enough into the ceiling and you'll hang there forever." He offered his encouragement, but didn't elaborate any further. Any further comment would have included the fact that Theo would not help him down, and would likely use him as target practice to throw stuff at. He continued to be completely unimpressed as he stretched his legs out, sinking further into his beanbag chair. "I don't expect you to do anything, Kei. You can sleep with the filth if it makes you feel better, or you could - I don't know - clear it off? Up to you." He said dryly, giving him a small lopsided smile. "If you were feeling adventurous you could ask me to clear it for you, so you don't ruin your manicure."

He maybe didn't have to add that last part in there, but the pixie boy decided to go for it. Sergei had been able to handle the same situation without whining, why couldn't Kei?

Because Theo was not a mature adult so much as he was a bratty child, he didn't really ease up on his own level of hostility even if Kei had made an effort. Well, to be honest, what Theo was doing was less hostility and more just his annoying personality... but it's hard to tell the difference sometimes. To the ultimatum he was presented with, the teen made absolutely no move to stand or do anything - he just stared blankly at the other boy as if he had no idea what was going on. He made sure to hold the stare for long enough for it to be awkward then mimicked an I-am-falling-asleep head bob before coming back to attention. "What was that? You're threatening to throw my stuff out on our first few minutes in the same room? Harsh." His tone had gotten a little condescending, but he did actually rock forward onto his feet and start towards the other bed. He pointed at the pile of crap that belonged to him, and raised one eyebrow as if to get confirmation on the big problem Kei wasn't able to handle on his own. "I'm going to show you something really cool. A technique for fixing impossible situations. Take notes for future reference."

This ended up being Theo hopping up on the bed, grabbing an armful of the assorted junk, and then throwing it - yes, throwing it - as hard as he could in the general direction of his own bed. The stuff rained down all over the floor mostly, although some of it did hit the target. Anything left on Kei's bed was then bulldozed off with one sweep of the bee boy's arm, scattering onto the floor as well. As he finished, Theo bounced off the edge of the bed and took a bow with a big pointy grin in place. "No need to applaud, it's just years of experience at work." He took one glance back at the newly cleared bed (that was not entirely cleared of crumbs and small debris), noticed what appeared to be a small sliver of a potato chip, and picked it up. Then ate it. There, good as new.

Whether his housekeeping performance impressed Kei or not was really none of Theo's concern. A smug pointy grin didn't leave his face the entire time, and even as he flopped back onto his own crap-piled bed, he was annoyingly pleased with himself. "Yeah, okay then. Whatever you say, prima donna. I'm definitely less mature than the one who was too finicky to do it herself. You're welcome, by the way." He raised his shoulders slowly in a drawn-out shrug, watching Kei struggle to flip the mattress with some degree of entertainment. No, he wasn't going to offer his help again, God forbid the other guy break out in hives if he tried.

Theo lost interest and turned back to the TV, eyes a little glazed as he spaced out into his own thoughts. The smirk finally started to fade off his face and he looked disgruntled for a moment while he reflected on the situation. This wasn't just going to be annoying for a few minutes, he was actually going to have to LIVE in the same room as Kei for probably a long time. Why the hell did his best friend have to bail and cause this to happen? He'd probably think it was hilarious if he knew.

Just as this thought passed, he heard a definitive 'thump' from the other side of the room and glanced over to see that the mattress had finally been flipped. To this, he raised up his hands and applauded. "Good show. I lost money betting against you but it looks like you did something on your own." Even he was aware of the extra snark, but the combined factors of the situation were starting to dawn on him. And he was dangerously close to pouting.

As mature as Kei's current stance and response had become, the idea of him suddenly pardoning himself and being nicer kind of rubbed Theo the wrong way. It wasn't as if getting apologies was insulting, but more or less Theo was always aware of when he was being an a**. In fact, he was aware of it currently. Someone lowering themselves and APOLOGIZING to his behavior was kind of disarming and killed the mood. He allowed himself to glower moodily at Kei for a few moments before shrugging as if it didn't matter to him in the least. Even if it did.

“Whoa um. You don't… have apologize to me.” Theo started awkwardly, letting the words fall like rocks while he thought of something else to say. ”I don't even care, at all. So yeah, you shouldn’t. I didn't want my roommate to be replaced, either.” Unfortunately he didn’t end the statement quite how he wanted, and he regretted it immediately with an instant scowl. Didn’t want to replace his roommate? It sounded like he was lovesick, oh my God. No. "...I liked having more space, that's all. Should've left it as it was." He stared intensely at Kei as if trying to make a point that THIS was all he meant by the statement, even if it was more for his own benefit. Last thing he needed was to have a heart to heart moment with some crossdresser about his absentee friend.

Luckily, Theo forgot about his awkward word choices by reacting the last part of Kei's 'apology' with an expression as if someone had cut off his air supply. "Uh no, what? Don't clean my stuff." He blurted out immediately, sounding both incredulous and horrified. "My stuff is fine, keep your cleaning to your side of the room." There was almost a 'thanks' added onto that last statment, but his gut reaction to protect his hoarding was taking center stage.