Room 222 | Saturday Night

[pursuedthestars]

Jim was flat on his back, staring up at the ceiling. It was as exciting as it sounded. He figured he should stay in this weekend since he was still healing up from his adventures last weekend. His face was still bruised but it looked much better than it had. He didn't look like a stupid raccoon anymore.

His torso and neck were still marked with fading yellow bruises but he could deal. He'd had worse. Despite all that, he still wasn't going to be moving much. It was a night for quiet contemplation and introspection.

...

Goddamn, Jim was bored.

[Open door/post, sure]

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[justbeingbay]

"Aww, that's about the sweetest thing anybody's ever said to me," Bay returned, smiling. "And if I find it out, I'll tell you so we can go around solving everything. We'd be like superheroes."

[pursuedthestars]

"But much better looking than any other superhero out there," Jim decided with a firm nod. "Much better."

[justbeingbay]

"I dunno," Bay mused with a little laugh, propping herself up on one elbow. "Did you look at the last guy who played Really Strong Guy Who Can Fly? And Christian Bale is up there, too."

[pursuedthestars]

Jim looked mock offended. "Better looking than me? For shame, Bay. For shame."

[justbeingbay]

"Maybe not, but I can't let you go too far with the arrogance," Bay joked. "Your head might actually explode. But you're the best-looking guy in the dorms, how's that?"

[pursuedthestars]

"I'll take it," Jim decided with a nod. "And I'm secure enough to admit that that's a pretty damn high honor. Lots of good looking guys around here."

[justbeingbay]

"This is a ridiculously hot school," Bay agreed. "Like, distractingly so. I wonder if they filter applications for who's prettiest."

[pursuedthestars]

The thought made Jim laugh. "Think they're doing that to win some weird island beauty pageant?"

[justbeingbay]

"Maybe. We'll know for sure if they start asking us to rehearse for the talent portion," Bay deadpanned.

[pursuedthestars]

"My talent would be being spectacularly beautiful," Jim decide with a laugh.

[justbeingbay]

"Oh, c'mon," Bay scoffed. "That's a wussy way to play it. At least sing or dance or something."

Not that she had any intention of singing or dancing in public even in an absurd hypothesis.

[pursuedthestars]

"What would you do, Miss Smarty Pants?" Jim asked her. "Juggle?"

[justbeingbay]

"While riding a unicycle," Bay declared airily. "I have excellent balance."

Her smirk might have suggested this was not strictly true.

[pursuedthestars]

"I look forward to you hitting a pebble and eating the floor," Jim quipped, snickering.

[justbeingbay]

"Mean, Jim," Bay said. "Watch it, I might actually get offended enough to leave."

Again, not something that seemed incredibly likely to happen.

[pursuedthestars]

"What? If it was someone else eating it, you'd be laughing right along with me!" Jim pointed out.

[justbeingbay]

"Yeah, but then I wouldn't be the one busting my nose up!" Bay protested. "It'd be completely different."

[pursuedthestars]

"Uh huh, sure it would be," Jim teased. "Suuuuuuure."

[justbeingbay]

"You don't think bad things are funnier when they happen to other people?" Bay asked.

[pursuedthestars]

"Sure but I'd still probably laugh at myself too," Jim said, shrugging. "I know when I've messed up and if it's funny, it's funny."