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dollpocalypse ([personal profile] dollpocalypse) wrote2011-09-23 08:37 am
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Room 307, Friday Morning

Topher, ladies and gentlemen, was not having a great morning.

His morning (or afternoon, really) started out with a loud groan of protest against just about everything. Then, before his eyes could even open but just as the events of last night started to come back to him, he shrieked.

And then his ankle throbbed and he shrieked again.

Ohhhh, god. Oh god oh god oh god. Today was THE WORST EVER. He thought about getting up and taking something to get rid of that horrible headache of his, not to mention the severe ankle pain, but... didn't. He just rolled over onto his stomach and whimpered quietly into the pillow.

[[Post is as open as open can be! Door is closed but unlocked.]]

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lockestheway: (peter: listening intently)

[personal profile] lockestheway 2011-09-23 01:46 pm (UTC)(link)
After Peter had managed to wake enough to do it, he snagged his phone again and texted Topher a simple, You're a dead man, Christopher. :)

Actually killing Topher, he'd decided, would take too much effort, and he had more important things to worry about.

Terrifying the shit out of him, on the other hand?

Well, that was just good fun.
dollpocalypse: (neg: oh i fucked up)

[personal profile] dollpocalypse 2011-09-23 01:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Topher might be miserable, but when his phone went off he still reluctantly reached for it and glanced at it. And once the letters stopped spinning in his head, he could actually read it.

And he shrieked. Loudly.

Sigh. Then:

what d i say/

Forgive the bad grammar, Peter. He was a bit dizzy.
lockestheway: (peter: adooorable little psychopath)

[personal profile] lockestheway 2011-09-23 01:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Ah. See, he was starting to feel better about his night of missed sleep, why the hell did you have to go and make him agitate statesmen, Topher already.

But instead of texting back anything about agitated statesmen, Peter wrote, oh, you know what you said.

He wondered if Topher was going to be flailing around trying to figure it out.
dollpocalypse: (awk: sleep-deprived forrlz)

[personal profile] dollpocalypse 2011-09-23 02:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Nope. Too exhausted for that.

Pause. Then he hazarded a guess.

wre yuo th one i told i love tony/

......Topher. There was just no excuse for saying something like that.

[identity profile] chief-cheerio.livejournal.com 2011-09-23 02:03 pm (UTC)(link)
Quinn didn't recognize Topher's phone number, and she had no idea where he lived. She hit redial after she got his message anyhow, so somewhere in his room his phone was no doubt ringing.
lockestheway: (peter: hopeful)

[personal profile] lockestheway 2011-09-23 02:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Really, Peter might feel sorry for the guy if he didn't keep doing really ill-advised things, like giving Peter Wiggin blackmail material.

After a moment of weighing what would cause more distress - affirmation or denial - Peter opted for, No, but thanks for telling me. Send me a wedding invitation.
dollpocalypse: (phone: neu)

[personal profile] dollpocalypse 2011-09-23 02:05 pm (UTC)(link)
So it was! Topher picked it up, cringed, and very reluctantly put it to his ear.

"Hello?"

[identity profile] chief-cheerio.livejournal.com 2011-09-23 02:06 pm (UTC)(link)
"It's Quinn." Look, Topher, now you could quit calling her Jello girl! "Good for you that you aren't scared of me. Really. But why am I on your special drunk dialing list?"
dollpocalypse: (awk: undies)

[personal profile] dollpocalypse 2011-09-23 02:06 pm (UTC)(link)
That got a good flail out of him, despite the early morning-ness of it.

i dont really! just said i did!

He even managed to spell it right that time. But sure, Topher. Sure.
dollpocalypse: (obnox: don't get your panties in a twist)

[personal profile] dollpocalypse 2011-09-23 02:08 pm (UTC)(link)
It was a real mystery. Jello girl.

"...uh..." He thought. "Maybe... Kenzi gave me your number?"

Maybe. Unlikely.
lockestheway: (peter: a bit smuggin')

[personal profile] lockestheway 2011-09-23 02:12 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm not judging, but you know what they say about drunk sincerity.

Momentarily sidelined from the 'terrify Topher' trail, sure, but this was also funny.

[identity profile] chief-cheerio.livejournal.com 2011-09-23 02:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Of course. It all came back to her.

"... and why does Kenzi want you to ramble at me when you sound wasted?"

Quinn suspected she didn't want to know the answer to that, but she asked anyhow.
dollpocalypse: (!?: OOOOH YOU DIDN'T)

[personal profile] dollpocalypse 2011-09-23 02:13 pm (UTC)(link)
what about WEIRD CHANGED PERSONALITY sincerity???? PUPPY KICKER

Low blow, Topher.
dollpocalypse: (obnox: yeah but i'm very smart)

[personal profile] dollpocalypse 2011-09-23 02:14 pm (UTC)(link)
"Don't know."

See how much he cared?

"I don't think she likes you." Pause. "I don't really like you."
lockestheway: (peter: so i see)

[personal profile] lockestheway 2011-09-23 02:24 pm (UTC)(link)
...Well sure, but also proof that he should probably be watching Peter to do up some valuable insight on how to actually torture people.

Y, that was weird, he texted back with no trouble at all. But /I/ wasn't myself at the time.

Seriously, Topher, the trick was acting like you didn't care.

[identity profile] chief-cheerio.livejournal.com 2011-09-23 02:25 pm (UTC)(link)
"Kind of picked up on that," Quinn said dryly. "I don't need everybody to like me."

Just the important people.
dollpocalypse: (!?: mm?)

[personal profile] dollpocalypse 2011-09-23 02:27 pm (UTC)(link)
how do we know that for sure???

Give it a rest already, Topher.
dollpocalypse: (neu: thoughtful peaceful)

[personal profile] dollpocalypse 2011-09-23 02:28 pm (UTC)(link)
"I think Kenzi agrees." Nod nod. "'Cause of how she made me make that commercial."
lockestheway: (peter: listening intently)

[personal profile] lockestheway 2011-09-23 02:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Because I don't have an accent.

Duh, Topher.

So, you and Anthony Stark, the love that dare not speak its name? Were you drowning your sorrows, Christopher?

Peter was a horrible person.
dollpocalypse: (tech: disruptor)

[personal profile] dollpocalypse 2011-09-23 02:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Horrible. Just the worst.

NO!!!!! kenzi made me try stuff. for quality control.

Not that he'd even believed that at the time, but it would sound pathetic to admit he'd just gone along with it.

and if i DID like tony i wouldn't have anything to drown my sorrows about.

Hmph.
lockestheway: (peter: uh-huh)

[personal profile] lockestheway 2011-09-23 02:37 pm (UTC)(link)
I dunno, the last thing I heard, he had a girlfriend, said Peter, who was cruel.
endsthegame: (sideways striped shirt)

[personal profile] endsthegame 2011-09-23 02:40 pm (UTC)(link)
Ender didn't exactly think of himself as a hangover helper for anybody, but he'd heard the radio just now, and he was headed out to feed Ben anyway - nevermind that he felt a little responsible for Topher just on the grounds that Peter seemed to have made him into a favorite target, and he knew what that felt like.

So the door might have opened a little bit, just for someone to produce some water and aspirin and set it down on the floor before it shut again.

Ender was going to consider it practice for dealing with his colonists later.
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dollpocalypse: (phone: you're so untrusting)

[personal profile] dollpocalypse 2011-09-23 02:40 pm (UTC)(link)
only while he pines for me, Topher assured him.

Really, Topher? Because this was starting to sound a lot a little familiar. Maybe the story of a sad, sad hooker waiting for his long-lost love to return his affections?

[identity profile] chief-cheerio.livejournal.com 2011-09-23 02:41 pm (UTC)(link)
"Which commercial?"

Wary Quinn was wary.
dollpocalypse: (!?: i KNOW crazy right)

[personal profile] dollpocalypse 2011-09-23 02:42 pm (UTC)(link)
"The one for the British guy! With the shooting things!"

Topher had assumed that Kenzi had played it in front of everyone, and was mildly disappointed that she hadn't. Not that he cared one way or another about the student council race, but he had worked hard on that.
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