INTRO LOG

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[[Exactly what it says on the tin! This is just an initial log to sort of get things started and is largely freeform, open to (but not limited to):

-Meetings before classes start
-First day business
-Dorm shenanigans meetings
-First classes in progress
-or whatever the heck else you want to do for beginning-of-term things!

There's a CR meme up now for some initial planning if you like, or feel free to just hop in here.]]

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[broil]

Well, I'm not just anyone, am I.

[is he, John? Don't break his heart.]

[ex_outofcontrol435]

No. You're not. [Flatly.] You are actually the most obnoxious asshole on the face of the planet. I don't even need to meet any other obnoxious assholes to know.

Want a crown?

[broil]

[you are my sunshine my only sunshine]

It's only because I like you so much, Johnny.

[... and it's true, to an extent. If he didn't care about John, he just wouldn't exist.]

[ex_outofcontrol435]

And I know that one's bullshit, so don't even bother. You just like pissing me off. But you're gonna get boring, and we're both gonna get bored, and praise the day when that happens because you'll finally leave me alone.

[Damnit, why does he actually want this fucked up mess to work as a friendship sometimes? He's still somewhat invested in his own way, which is probably obvious by the fact that he hasn't just gotten up and left. The truth is that enjoyment of pissing him off is actually the best attention he gets around here, compared to either condescending disappointment or self-righteous indignance.]

[broil]

I'm never boring, [hah!] And I hope you never are, either. Who would I talk to when I'm skipping class? It'd be a tragic life without you in it, Johnny.

[he knits his brows, brings a hand to his own chest.]

Johnny, don't leave me.

[ex_outofcontrol435]

[It's all a show, but he plays along for now, eyebrows going up haughtily.]

Don't turn me in. Ever again. Then I'll consider it.

[broil]

[Woops. too late, John, he and Meadow already got something cooking up.]

Then don't make it so easy for me.

[It's all on you, obviously.]

[ex_outofcontrol435]

Like I could ever make it hard for you to screw someone over.

[Petre loves it, lives for it, he's figured that much out. Takes one to know one. The only difference is that John makes the trouble while Petre benefits from it, and there's no such thing as enough stealth to get past him.]

Guess it's no deal, then.

[broil]

Guess I'll just have to follow you around like a puppy, then.

[he's just as cute as one, isn't he? Yes.]

[ex_outofcontrol435]

... that is really, really pathetic. Can't you make actual friends?

[Look. Who's. Talking.]

[broil]

Of course I can. It's the challenge of getting to you that I'm into.

[ex_outofcontrol435]

You existing works pretty well so far, so don't strain yourself so hard.

[broil]

Okay, baby. Whatever you say, sweetie.

[strokes his arm with a finger.]

[ex_outofcontrol435]

[Oh god, the shudder goes right down to his bones, but he just manages to avoid slapping Petre's hand away. Don't react, maybe it'll stop.]

And if you stick to the same tricks forever, you really will get boring.

[broil]

This part isn't a trick.

[and he isn't smiling when he says that, eyes locked on him.

Is this?]

[ex_outofcontrol435]

[His face hardens, dark and grim.]

Then you'd better work on your scenting, pup, because this is really the wrong tree.

[broil]

[and the smile's back.]

Haven't you heard? I can be pretty fucking persuasive.

[ex_outofcontrol435]

No one's that persuasive.

[He throws out his arms in irritation, already breaking his oath to look like he doesn't care. Again. God, no one has ever been so annoying.]

Again, I'm sure there's someone in this shithole with bad enough taste to go for all the - whatever you have to offer. Probably more satisfying than a pointless chase.

[broil]

[uh-huh. He narrows his eyes, pretends he's thinking hard and deep about it, now.]

You mean like Ryan?

[Eyes back on John.]

[ex_outofcontrol435]

[Huh. He didn't know they knew one another.]

Well, you sure as fuck couldn't miss it if he did. [His turn to smile, all teeth and no goodwill.] Go. Be happy together. Try not to ruin his life, he's boring but has potential not to be, we need more of that around here.

[broil]

Oh, John, [John!! Not Johnny!] I'd hate to be a home-wrecker between you two.

[ex_outofcontrol435]

[And now he's sitting up. Eyes sharply narrowed, because what the fuck, is Ryan secretly worse than Petre or something. What did he say to make Petre think he's got such solid ammo?]

Excuse me?

[broil]

The kid's pretty hot for you. Didn't you know? It's not like he can keep a secret to save his life.

[wait, was the hot thing a pun. Who knows.]

Don't tell me you haven't noticed.

[ex_outofcontrol435]

Yeah. I know.

[He waves a hand dismissively at Petre.] Apparently, if you're even capable of telling the truth, so are you.

And here I am, still not queer.

[broil]

You don't have to be.

[He's just that good, okay.]

But the offer still stands. Don't know about him, but he can come too, if he wants you that bad.