vanillajello | Room 324, Saturday Afternoon

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Room 324, Saturday Afternoon

Originally, Kate had been pretty thrilled to find herself alone in 324 for the weekend. She liked having a roommate, but she loved having the space to herself, with the freedom to hang out in as little clothes as she wanted to. What was there to not love about that?

And that was how it had worked for most of the evening. But then late night, after going to bed, she'd just become super aware of being alone in the room. Alone in the dark. She'd told herself it was just stupid and ridiculous and sad to be scared but the feeling didn't leave her alone. It was the first night she'd slept all alone (or at least without a territorial, protective vampire in the same house) since... all that traumatizing, life-threatening crap. She knew she'd get used to it with time, but knowing that didn't help with the fear at hand.

She'd done most of her sleeping in the morning, sleeping way in, and was now seriously considering luring someone into spending this next night with her. Right now, that mostly consisted of having her door open with music drifting out into the hallway. She wasn't feeling like going out to find people, though she did at times wander over to stand in the doorway, just... watching. It was that kind of a day.

Occasionally, she fiddled with her phone and wondered whether she should just call someone over, but she wasn't sure that the phonelines weren't still messed up, and anyway, how desperate would that have looked?

[ooc: Door and post are open, people who come by may or may not be subtly roped into having a sleepover.]

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Kate wrinkled her nose at that suggestion. "I'm not really feeling the idea of a one-night stand just so I could sleep," she said, as she was putting her cigarette out against the window sill, then turned to go throw it in the trash.

"That's kinda how I got into this mess," she added in a mutter, by her desk.

"Then, I am out of suggestions," Nathan said, turning to lean against he window ledge and shrugging. "Though, I wouldn't knock the idea of one night stands. When done right, they're the best fucking thing ever. You have a good night and don't have to worry about some whining clingy twat wanting to cook you breakfast in the morning."

"Yeah well, my last time with casual no strings attached sex went kind of spectacularly wrong," Kate said sort of idly, hand coming up to readjust the scarf around her neck. The bruises underneath were pretty much yellow at this point, not so obvious, but the scarf was a habit. She'd stop once it was just her skin.

"I'm not knocking them on the whole, just as a solution today. Today, I'd just like to sleep with someone, but considering this is a high school, that's unlikely to happen since I'd still like it to be a dude."

"You want to sleep with someone who you'd like to be a bloke but you don't want to have a one night stand?"

Did Nathan have the right? He wasn't sure and she seemed to be contradicting herself during every ensuing sentence.

"What exactly do you want, then?" he asked after a moment. "Cuddling? Spooning? Nuzzling?"

Oh Nathan, you'll get used to all the contradictions.

"Just sleep." Okay, maybe some part of her wanted all the other stuff too, but it was a part she'd been stomping on pretty hard for the past few weeks. "Just... sleep." She shrugged. "Yeah, I know that's probably weird, I'm aware of that."

And the dudes over chicks thing was for a feeling of safety. And maybe giving into that stomped on part of her, a little.

Nathan shrugged after a quiet moment and put his own cigarette out. It didn't sound that weird to him but what the fuck did he know?

"So, you want to sleep with a bloke but you want that bloke to keep his hands to himself because fucking hell, it's annoying when sleep is interrupted? Do I have that right? Why haven't you just gone and asked someone to sleep with you?"

"Have you seen me? What guy in their right mind would share a bed with this --" She gestured at her body. "-- and not try to get dirty?"

Kate may have been overcompensating, there, for showing some vulnerability. Maybe. It didn't last long before she seemed to deflate just a bit, making a face. "And also because asking would just come off desperate and I don't want people knowing I'm apparently, like, five years old now."

Yeah, she had no idea why Nathan wasn't apparently included in 'people'.

Nathan rolled his eyes and wandered over to toss his cigarette butt in the trash. Littering in her room, while fun, might have pissed her off.

"Do you want me to sleep with you?" he finally asked since the way she was talking made it seem like no one else had offered. "I'm clean, I don't think you're fucking five years old, the only thing that bothers me about the dark is when I stub my toes on the corners of doors because I'm half asleep, and your body isn't all that great. It's mediocre, at best."

Okay, maybe that last one was a lie but he said it anyway. She apparently thought any guy would just jump her if they got the chance.

Well, Kate half thought that, and half didn't. Just one of those weird things in her mind. And she gave him a look, with raised eyebrows.

"You wouldn't try anything? Am I supposed to believe that?"

Nathan rolled his eyes. "I really don't care what you believe. I offered out of the kindness of my fucking heart when I could be doing any number of other things tonight and this is after you so cruelly lied to me about who you were."

"My name isn't who I am," she retorted. "And you better not try anything because I won't hesitate to elbow you."

Maybe she needed to work on gracefully accepting kind offers such as this one.

"Do you want me to fucking stay or not?" Nathan asked, rolling his eyes once again. "I'm having a trouble figuring your answer out since you insist on threatening to do bodily harm to me despite my very kind offer."

"Well, I'm a notoriously difficult person, get used to it," Kate replied, almost smirking but not quite. "But yes, stay."

"Fine, then."

Nathan glanced around, pinpointed the bed he thought was hers and sat down on it.

"I will. Now, do you see how easy that was, Kate? I offered you something, you accepted and now you don't have to be alone tonight, lamenting the fact that you didn't like my very good nightlight idea."

"Does seem awfully simple now that you put it like that," Kate allowed, rocking back on the heels of her feet some. "It really wasn't that awesome an idea, though."

"Says you. Nightlights are fucking awesome."

Or they were for weaning children off of sleeping with the lights on. One or the other.

"But..." He sighed and made himself at home on her bed because, well, he was staying the night. "...I am so much better than a nightlight and I never go out."

Kate snorted, then went over to the window to close it. That was enough cold air for the day, thanks.

"Yeah, I keep hearing stuff more or less to that effect."

"It's called self confidence," Nathan said, shrugging a shoulder and tucking his hands underneath his head. "And considering you were just proclaiming that every bloke in the school wanted to stick one to you, I think you'll be familiar with the concept."

"I may have heard of it," she said, wandering over to bed so she could plop herself down on the edge of it. "In passing, briefly. At some point."

[OH HI 4 AM. Niight!]

"Well, rest assured, I don't want to shag you."

Yes, he did but he could pretend that he didn't. Contrary to all evidence, he could find his very well hidden self control.

"I find you mediocre at best and that's being polite."

[Ahahahaha, INSANE. Good night!]

"And I still don't believe you," she said, lazily flopping down onto her back. "But I find it touching that you'd make the effort to try and put me at ease."

"The fact that you don't believe me doesn't make it not true," Nathan pointed out, shaking his head oh so sadly at her lack of faith in him. "You just don't want to believe me because it would ruin the idyllic image you have of yourself and that would just cause tears and days spent eating ice cream while you watch incredibly bad chick flicks."

"Please, I do that like every two weeks anyway," Kate shrugged. "Without the crying, obviously, and I think it takes way more than you not wanting to do me to make me cry. I'm tough like that."

Except for the fear of the dark and everything.

Edited 2011-01-09 13:26 (UTC)

"I refuse to let you watch chick flicks tonight," Nathan decided, glancing over at her. "Just because you won't let me shag you is not reason to make my dick wither and hide with those pieces of shit."

Eloquence was such a talent of his.

"You'll have to find something else to occupy your time until you eventually fall asleep."

"Well, I do have shitty teen comedies too," she offered, raising her eyebrows. "About as mockworthy but less of a threat to your apparently vulnerable manhood."

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