Room 307, Wednesday Afternoon

[justbeingbay]

Bay had felt jittery and distractable all week, and she'd spent far more time than usual rereading shmoopy old texts from Emmett and Ty. (Emmett's were adorable. Ty ... sent a lot of pictures of himself with his shirt off, which was actually more interesting this week.) This was not great as a shiny new hobby when you wanted to be totally over a guy.

She turned on her laptop and logged into DeviantArt, which was usually good at either inspiring her or giving her mocking material. But somehow today, all her searches seemed to lead to anime-style art featuring .... boobs.

Lots and lots of improbable boobs, attached to even more improbable girls. And she was going to click away and quit looking at the endless galleries of this stuff annnnnny second now.

[OOC: Cracked door, open post!]

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[dollpocalypse]

"Hey roomie," Topher sing-songed from his own bed, where he was poking at his tablet and fiddling with some of Broca's code, "is it me or is this room really warm?"

[justbeingbay]

Bay went oddly pink. "Maybe it is hot," she said, and locked her laptop screen before she went over to try to yank a window open. Some cold air might do her good.

[dollpocalypse]

"...Oddly not helpful," Topher remarked.

He left a nice pause before concluding, "I think this might be the sex thing again."

That was descriptive, wasn't it?

[justbeingbay]

"There's a -- " Bay frowned, sat back down on her bed, and pointed at Topher accusingly. "You need to explain what the hell you're talking about."

She wasn't attracted to him even under the influence of sex pollen. It'd be like crushing on Toby. Very geeky Toby who she'd only known for a few months.

[dollpocalypse]

That made two of them. NO WORRIES THERE. 307 was safe from dormcest and they could both live another day without that weirdness.

"Oh, yeah, there's a sex thing," Topher said, sounding disapproving. "Some mass hormone thing, I guess. Everyone kind of wants to... you know, do stuff with each other. Even me. And this politician guy I know who I'm not sure ever paid attention to girls before the last time this happened."

That was all well and good, Topher, but did you have to add the 'Even me'?

[justbeingbay]

"So basically I feel turned on because the island is messing with us," Bay said, sounding like she couldn't make up her mind whether she was relieved or disappointed. "Wow. Okay, so do people take advantage of this or does everybody just walk around feeling really frustrated until it goes away?"

[dollpocalypse]

Wow. Topher was giving a girl a sex talk. And he wasn't even crying.

"Uh, last year I walked in on the aforementioned politician guy and this mean Indian girl," he answered. "She was, like, walking around his room picking up her... you know, the thing girls wear."

He knew perfectly well what it was called.

"So I think people act on it, most likely. The ones who are normally single, anyway."

[justbeingbay]

"Innnteresting." Huh. That was ... a thing that was useful for Bay to know. Especially as she was hoping not to be a virgin at the age of 90.

"Wait, what thing girls wear?"

She had an idea, but being a brat took her mind off things.

[dollpocalypse]

Topher squinted at her. He thought he'd been pretty clear.

Oh, but -- "Huh. Maybe not all girls have to," he guessed, scrunching up his face.

Topher didn't know it, but that was a very rude remark. SORRY, BAY.

[justbeingbay]

"Um, I totally have all the normal girl parts," Bay said, crossing her arms over her chest and tossing her hair back. "And now you're going to make me massively insecure. Thanks."

Because Topher clearly cared so much about other people's insecurity.

[dollpocalypse]

"Wait, why?" Topher. Topher, really? "You know, you're a... normal-looking girl. Possibly better than normal. With the whole lack of... you know."

Oh, don't gesture, Topher, you complete freak.

[justbeingbay]

"I am going to thank you for that weirdly backhanded but nonetheless sincere compliment," Bay told him slowly. "And try to convince myself not to leave a wad of bras on your desk chair the next time I do laundry."

[dollpocalypse]

This was the weirdest roomie talk ever. It was official. "Oh, come on, don't do that to me," Topher protested. "I had to wash some girls'... those things once for detention. Grossest day of my life. Don't do that to me again."

[justbeingbay]

"I won't," Bay seemed to relent. "Probably. Even if you're being really bizarre about something three billion people on the planet wear."

[dollpocalypse]

"Yeah, well, they're confusing and full of germs," Topher insisted stubbornly. "And I don't need to know about them, so whatever."

He looked for a moment like he was going to ask something else, then left it at that.

[justbeingbay]

"Confusing, fine. You don't need to know about them -- well, duh," Bay said. "But there is no way anything I wear is germier than anything you wear. Just on principle."

[dollpocalypse]

"Disagree," Topher countered. "Those things are made out of lace and whatever. That stuff is made to catch little flecks of... whatever. Germs, flies, all kinds of stuff."

Flies?

[justbeingbay]

"Flies," Bay repeated. "Topher, why would I have flies inside my clothes?"

And the weirdest roomie conversation ever kept getting weirder.

[dollpocalypse]

Topher shrugged. "I dunno. Why?"

It was not a riddle.

[justbeingbay]

Bay pouted. "It's your weirdo fantasy, not mine."

[dollpocalypse]

"It is not a fantasy," Topher insisted. "Closer to a nightmare, if anything."

Which still wasn't an answer, but he wanted to be clear on that point.

"Hey, so, question," he said, actually putting his tablet down for the first time so he could look her way. "Since you're a girl, what would you say the protocol is for a week like this when you're dating someone?"

[justbeingbay]

That question was giving Bay vaguely horrifying mental images, but it was better than thinking about flies in her bra so she'd give it her best shot.

"I'd probably lock myself in a hotel room with the person and send for pizza when we came up for air," she answered, with a little more frankness than she would have normally used. "But .... I guess it maybe depends on what your relationship with the person is normally like."

[dollpocalypse]

Topher actually thought that sounded pretty good. Maybe if one of them brought an XBox, too, just to have around in case all the kissing got boring.

"No, that's good," he decided. Then, triumphantly: "I may not be around this weekend."

COULD YOU GUESS WHY?

[justbeingbay]

That was possibly information Bay did not need. Especially as Billy was actually pretty good-looking.

"... okay, thanks for the heads up," Bay said dryly. "I'll celebrate by walking around in my fly-covered bra."

[dollpocalypse]

"Sweet," Topher declared. "Good deal."

Sounded like a good time would be had by all. Or... something.