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Dormroom mishaps (me and d u l c e__x)

  • Organizing her bed accordingly to make sure it was alright to sleep in, spreading out her Egyptian cotton sheets and fluffing out her pillow, she kept her back to him up until about the point that she moved swiftly and hit him with her pillow, "You're such a jerk!" She almost screamed, still evidently pissed at him, Corinne glared at him even as the bed was almost her height of five three, "And as smart as you fucking are, you're so close minded it's disgusting." She stated after hitting him again with the pillow, Corinne moved back to her own bed and climbed into its safety, she crawled under her covers and mumbled several words in Italian about the stupid male across from her. He had taken all this time to get muscles and a tone to his body but his brain was still living in the dark. What was the point in working out over the summer and still being a docile little creep?
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He felt the pillow hit him, knocking him over somewhat with the force. Then he heard her words of venom and hate, and his eyes closed some, his head turning away from her. She WAS right, and he knew it. He sighed. "You're right." He said in a soft, small voice, rolling over so she couldn't see his expression. "I'm still stuck in my old ways and fears. So sue me."
 
  • "You need to get laid." She said plainly, looking over to him even as he turned over to put his back to her because he, once again, knew she was right, he needed to loosen up, and fortunately for him, he was rooming with her. If it was anyone else, they might just let him stay as a little loser for the rest of his life. Aw. "Besides, if you would have at least went to the party you would have had a good time." But of course, he had snapped at her and crawled back into the dorm room because he feared being left in a corner to watch other people have fun. She would have found someone to dance with him, easy, and it probably would have been uncomfortable, sure, but that didn't mean that it wouldn't grow familiar and he would have fun with it. Unfortunately, she could easily picture herself as the one who wound up dancing with him, specifically because of the compromising position she had put him in earlier when she forced him to get dressed and say he was going.[/list:u]
 
He heard those words from her lips. He had to get laid. And he just had to laugh at that. "I'm not really one for parties." He said softly, stopping himself from sighing, and rolled back onto his back, eyes opening to look up at the ceiling. If she kept up with this for the whole school year, he would have to get a room change. There was no way he would be able to get through all the downs in it.
 
  • Slapping her hand to her forehead, Corinne was tired and just a little bit buzzed from the alcohol she had taken in tonight, she rubbed her eyes lightly and remained to lay on her side. "Yeah, you're not one for much of anything, are you?" Corinne mumbled, closing her eyes and shaking her head, because the only few things he seemed to want to do were constantly peck on that laptop of his and nothing else. "What the hell do you even do then Dork?" She asked, eyes still closed even as her curiosity pushed her to ask the question when she may just regret the answer.
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He smirked as he heard her question about what he did. He rolled onto his side, looking her in the eyes. "I embezzle millions of dollars from the Federal Government without being caught, and run five different casinos from various parts of the States." He looked into her eyes for a long moment to see how easily she fell for it, before laughing. "Ah, i'm just pulling your leg there. But I do have a online business that I have to check up on every so often for my family."

He rolled back onto his back, arms going back to cradling the back of his head. "I'm so use to being rediculed and made fun of. I don't see myself having fun with the people that did that to me. Hell, I didn't imagine sharing a room with one of them, but that's turning out to be... interesting to say the least."
 
  • It was absolutely unfortunate that for a second she actually believed him, up until about the point that he got to running five different casinos. Damn. Alcohol was a doozy sometimes, hm? Frowning as he laughed at his 'joke', she rolled her eyes and let out a half silent sigh because he was at least calming himself down, shaking her head when he announced that he was 'pulling her leg', Corinne listened to a reason as to why he was on that laptop so much. That sounded like an excuse not to have fun. Closing her eyes softly again, she took the time to listen to him as he expressed his discomfort for being around the people who had picked at him for most of his time spent in high school, hearing the latter part of his comment caused her to raise a brow just slightly.

    "So you got muscles and you're not doing anything but showing people you're still afraid. What's the point in bulking up?" Corinne commented, turning on to her stomach and setting a side of her face on her pillow, she also added, "And what do you mean interesting?" That was another strike on her curiosity getting the better of her, deciding it was best to just get over herself when she asked questions. If she wanted to know something, she would simply ask.
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He listened to her questions, eyes looking to the ceiling for a long time before closing. "To feel better about myself. I wasn't aiming to get really strong, I was aiming to get fit, make my body better so I could live with it." Her other question took him longer for him to think of a answer, the day running through his head.

"You are just full of surprises." He finally said, unable to help but put a smile on his face. "Always trying to get your way, full of smart Alic remarks, even if there is some truth behind them..." He sighed, turning his head towards her, eyes looking into hers for the first time that night.
 
  • Rolling her eyes at him because he could make his body to where he could live with himself, Corinne found it useless for that to basically be wasted because he was too stupid to know how to put himself out there enough to have a good time. Sadly, she may just be the only one willing to force him to see what he was missing out on because she got what she wanted even if it dealt with someone else's life, opening her eyes just in time for him to answer of how she was interesting. Laughing half silently as he tried to say that she tried to always get her way, plus the surprises that she was full of, her lips were curved and her eyes met with his once he looked over to her.

    Hazel eyes staring into his, for a moment she couldn't remember what she was going to say, though in blinking quickly, the attractive Corinne easily cleared her mind of anything else and stated, "I always get my way thank you very much. It's just that simple." She replied, her figure moving just slightly beneath the covers, even under her sheets the female's firm rear was noticeable, it was a pleasure in most people's eyes to know that her curves were real. "But you already know that, huh?"[/list:u]
 
He couldn't help but smirk at that, rolling onto his back and closing his eyes, arms going back up so his hands could hold the back of his head. "Always? My dear, I do believe that I didn't go to your party tonight." He sighed, thinking for a long moment, before turning his head to look at her again, his head still in his hands. "But if it means that much to you, I'll go to the next."
 
  • "Don't make me come at you again." She said threateningly as he tried to be a smart alec about him not coming to the party, that wasn't particularly hers. Though with him saying that he would go to the next, which truthfully meant whichever one she caught wind of first, Corinne raised a brow just slightly, "I won't believe that until it actually happens." Pausing for a moment to wiggling again, the female was now snug among her covers which would probably not be around her by the time she got up in the morning, Corinne added, "But if you do, don't make friends with the corners."

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He couldn't help but smirk at her last comment, turning his body to look at her. "And what if I do? What are you going to do, drag me out of the corner and make out with me? You have to give in sometimes." His smirk was visible even in the dimness of the light in the room. He knew she wasn't one to do something like that to someone like him.
 
  • Mumbling something into her feather stuffed pillow, Corinne turned her head away from him and ignored that smirk he had planted on his face, bangs dusting over her eyelids in the process, "You would like that far too much for me to be able to get what I want out of it. I don't give in if I want something." Her answer was in a slight 'matter - of - fact' tone, because they both knew that the idea of that ever happening was quite possibly in the negatives. . That didn't mean that either of them couldn't occasionally think about it from time to time. [/list:u]
 
The smirk turned smug as he rolled onto his back again. "It wouldn't be giving in, it would be forcing your own abilities onto someone." He wasn't stupid, he saw her look at him from time to time. But that was probably because of how brooding he had been during that day. He sighed, rolling over onto his stomach and burying his head in his pillow, falling asleep.
 
  • "If you got it, use it." Was the response she had given him, knowing he would give in whether he decided to admit it or not, something she could easily live with was whether someone would admit to it or not. She knew better just like he did. Though falling asleep without waiting for any response to her comment, the female let her cheek press into her pillow softly before drifting off to sleep. ~ ~ The Saturday morning sun was absolutely unbearable for a room that barely had any curtains, the female who had once been wrapped snug in her comforter and sheets now had her pillow on the floor and her sheets were in a bit of disarray. Her shirt had risen over her stomach, exposing her tanned skin to the sunlight, Corinne laid on her back and her arm folded over her head to keep the sun from daring to wake her up, her sleeping mind thanking God she hadn't set her alarm clock up yet.[/list:u]
 
The sun had woke him up early, and he picked his head up slowly, groggily, looking around before rolling onto his back and sitting up. He hardly ever shifted when he slept. He stretched and got out of bed. He looked over to her, curious on how she was doing, and saw that she was without her pillow and covers. Showing some sympathy, he grabbed them from the floor, lifting her head gently even from the awkward angle he was in and sliding it under. He grabbed her blankets and threw them back over her, making sure to cover her head so the sun didn't bother her as much. He would have to find something to cover that window, apparently.

Afterward, he went to his closet, pulling out jeans and a t-shirt of the day and stripping down.
 
  • Being that she was just slightly a hard sleeper, Corinne barely felt him move her head to slide her pillow beneath her head, only moving just slightly before falling back into her slumber. The sunlight, however, was unrelenting, even with the sheets back over her body and covering her head, her hazel eyes flickered open with a soft sigh of air, rubbing her eyes gently while she leaned her head and looked at her charging iPhone, the clock red ten forty five. Shifting her hand through her hair and tugging her hair tie from her hair, her fingers ran through its length before letting her eyes roam over to the empty bed across from hers, looking up just slightly as she heard something moving, the female looked up at precisely the wrong time. Well, if he'd have been naked it would have been the wrong time. Rubbing her eyes again and pouting as she sat up, not because of him but because of the sun being unrelenting and not letting her sleep in, Corinne murmured half silently, "What are bathrooms for Alex?"[/list:u]
 
He heard her movement and her voice. Luckily he was wearing his boxers, but nothing else at the moment, and they were tented from morning wood. A pretty big tent if she cared to look too long. "They're for showering and going to the bathroom." He said, unfazed by her tone and words. "Anyway, you were asleep, so I thought that I didn't have to bother." He pulled his shirt on first, then pulled his jeans up.
 
  • The thin material of his boxers did not do enough to cover up the morning wood in them, though she made no comment on it in having seen it when she sat up, stretching her arms into the air and yawning softly. One of her hands shifting up through her hair as she pulled her shirt down to its proper length, she carefully moved to pull her legs out from under her covers and crawl to the end of her bed, leaning down the long stretch to pull her purse onto her bed. "Thanks." She finally said, breaking the silence with her accented voice speaking of him giving her back her pillow after her sleeping ways had tossed it onto the floor.[/list:u]
 
He figured that she was talking about him giving her covers and pillow back after she knocked them off. "No problem." He turned from her, grabbing a brush and quickly doing his hair before grabbing his cell phone and wallet. He was pondering what to do. Food and a workout, that sounded good.
 
  • Seeing as they were roommates, evidently because the woman who worked in the dorm's office was not going to switch them out anytime soon, after pulling her purse into her lap, Corinne let her eyes move over to him again. Evidently, she wasn't one for shame, or staring, because shortly after looking him over, she went back to digging through her bag before finally getting out of her large bed, bare feet touching the floor and shivering faintly. Tugging at the material of her shorts, moving to the closet and finding herself something to wear, judging by the lightly clouded sky, pants were in order just incase it rained, mentally finding it just slightly uncomfortable to have to share a dorm room with the kid she had half way tormented throughout high school. But it wasn't like he hadn't been a jerk right back to her. Yeah. Of course, perfect time to think about that one.[/list:u]
 
He had turned to the door, his hand reaching for it before stopping. He turned around, finding a piece of paper and a pen, writing his number down and putting the paper in front of her. "I'm heading out and getting food. Test me what you want when you figure it out." He turned, leaving the room before she said anything.

He slowly walked around campus, seeing if there was any good food places nearby, before eventually finding a subway. Smiling, he went in and decided to sit down, waiting a few minutes to see if she sent him anything.
 
  • Raising a brow and wondering what in the world he was talking about before he left the room, Corinne listened to the door close before looking down at the piece of paper that had his phone number written across it. "Ohhh." Now knowing he was talking about food and not something random, giggling to herself because she felt slightly dumb, at least she was by herself when it happened. Mentally deciding that doughnuts and orange juice sounded marvelous right about now, Corinne reached for her phone and typed in the number to save it in her phone, she began to send him a message. You don't have to buy me something to eat. But since you're out, doughnuts and orange juice please. Hitting send and watching the screen as it fell to 'sent', Corinne moved from the closet after setting her clothes out on her bed, beginning to peel the clothes she had slept in off her body.[/list:u]
 
He received her text as he was standing. He looked out the window of the Subway to see a Dunkin Doughnuts. Facepalming, he left the Shop, heading across the street and getting a box of six doughnuts, He left the store and found a market on the way back, getting a quart of orange juice.

He soon was opening the door rather carefully, coming in and putting the box of doughnuts on his desk as he set it up. He grabbed two cups from his stuff and put them out, pouring them halfway full with orange juice (actual cups, not the little dixie stuff) and opening the box, letting her have reign on what she wanted.
 
  • Standing in the bathroom clad in her underwear, Corinne had been straightening her hair which unfortunately did take a while of time. Finally finishing, Corinne hadn't even heard the door open and close, running a brush through her now straightened hair, opening the door and stepping out of the bathroom. "Jesus Christ." Nearly jumping out of her skin to see he was back and now pouring orange juice, Corinne moved back into the bathroom and let out a soft sigh, rubbing her forehead. Shaking her head just slightly, the female who was merely clad in a pair of boyshorts and a soft pink colored bra, she crossed her arms over her chest and decided they might as well get used to seeing each other in their underwear on occasion. . Apparently today was just that day.

    This didn't keep her from walking quickly across the room to get her clothes, snatching up the clothes she had set on her bed before walking back into the bathroom and closing the door behind her. Getting dressed in the bathroom accordingly, pulling her jeans up her lower half and smiling softly as they hugged her curves, she pulled her shirt on over her head before leaving the bathroom and running her brush through her hair again, looking over the breakfast set up he had, "You didn't have to walk in here so quietly."[/list:u]
 
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