Room 307, Sunday Afternoon
Jun. 26th, 2011 12:33 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Topher was incredibly relieved to get out of the cabin and back into his dorm. Not that his dorm was all that special, or anything -- it was nothing like his room at home, that was for sure -- but it didn't smell quite as bad as the cabin and it had a little more space. Plus he was able to set his tech down on the bed or the dresser without worrying about ants or termites or whatever other bugs were supposed to be running around in the wilderness.
He wasn't a terribly outdoorsy person, no.
So Sunday afternoon found him reaffixing the wires to his various computers that he'd brought with him to the cabins and, once that was all done, placing his dresser precariously on top of the foot of his bed with his laptop on top so that he could watch a movie while laying in bed. Sure, he could do that in the common room, but then he would have to talk to people. This wasphenomenally lazy easier.
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He wasn't a terribly outdoorsy person, no.
So Sunday afternoon found him reaffixing the wires to his various computers that he'd brought with him to the cabins and, once that was all done, placing his dresser precariously on top of the foot of his bed with his laptop on top so that he could watch a movie while laying in bed. Sure, he could do that in the common room, but then he would have to talk to people. This was
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Date: 2011-06-26 04:49 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-06-26 04:54 pm (UTC)"Hey," he said, sitting up. Oh, look, it had paused right in the middle of an explosion. That was cool. "Just settling back in. You?"
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Date: 2011-06-26 04:55 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-06-26 05:02 pm (UTC)"Yeah, same," he agreed. "I don't really do the whole bugs-and-campfires thing. I'm more about... air-conditioning."
Lots of it.
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Date: 2011-06-26 05:05 pm (UTC)Not that he cared about the weather, either. "Hey, do you have any clue where we are this time?"
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Date: 2011-06-26 05:12 pm (UTC)...No, Topher. It wasn't Mexico.
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Date: 2011-06-26 05:16 pm (UTC)Yes, Atlantis, Peter Wiggin had just called you tacky. What were you gonna do about it?
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Date: 2011-06-26 05:19 pm (UTC)"So... Greece?" he guessed. "Except I haven't seen any llamas, so..."
There were supposed to be llamas in Greece, weren't there?
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Date: 2011-06-26 05:40 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-06-26 05:42 pm (UTC)"It's not Sparta, is it?" Topher asked, grinning. "You know, like, This is Sparta!"
Or maybe his feeble cultural references were a bit of a long shot.
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Date: 2011-06-26 05:47 pm (UTC)"Right," Peter said, shooting him a funny look. "Sparta wasn't at the seaside, either."
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Date: 2011-06-26 05:53 pm (UTC)...He had an odd taste in cinema.
"Well, then I'm fresh out of ideas," he said, shrugging. "Some random Greek island?"
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Date: 2011-06-26 05:57 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-06-26 06:02 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-06-26 06:23 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-06-26 06:29 pm (UTC)"They should get, like, the rain forest or something," he suggested. "Or maybe some kind of swampland."
And yeah, he would have to live in the swampland too, but that wasn't the first thing on his mind right now.
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Date: 2011-06-26 06:59 pm (UTC)He was a really bad person.
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Date: 2011-06-26 07:02 pm (UTC)He was also a really bad person, yup.
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Date: 2011-06-26 07:26 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-06-26 07:29 pm (UTC)Seemed pretty fair to him.