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Today's class was probably relevant to every single person's interest so there was no way Loki was going to slack the fuck off even if he wanted to. So, everyone was ~~handwavily~~ notified to come on down to the Danger Shop for class. He waited until everyone came in and took their seats before diving into the lecture.

"Roommates," Loki started, looking over all the students. "You all probably have one. And, if you don't, consider yourself fucking lucky. Depending on your luck, having a roommate can either be a very good or a very bad thing. If you get along, that's fucking good. If you don't, that's fucking bad. The thing about roommates is that if you don't get along, you still have to live with each other at least for a little while. You're going to have to adapt and adjust and compromise. And sometimes, that's pretty fucking daunting because people are strong willed and set in their ways. They don't want to fucking compromise because some idiot won't wash their forks."

Or worse. But, Loki decided to get into that later.

"There are a couple of ways you can deal with horrible roommates," he continued. "You can fucking ignore them, make sure your schedule is completely opposite theirs so you only have to deal with each other a scant few times. You can fucking make their lives hell. Try and drive them out of the room because they're shit and not you. You can passively cower with your tail between your legs and let them walk all over you or you can do a combination of things. Really, what you do is going to depending on how shitty your roommate is. Small things can more easily be tolerated than major things. If you're a patient person, you'll be able to deal with more than if you're impatient. Pick your battles with your roommate. If you try and fight them on every single thing, you might end up duct taped to your bed and taped for YouTube. Pick your fucking battles."

Loki thought about launching into that whole single, white female realm but figured these poor kids had enough to deal with just with teenage roommate situations.

"For today's activity, I'm going to give each of you a situation. You're the roommate dealing with it and the Danger Shop is going to provide you with the problem roommate. Solve your problem. Or, if you can't do that, make sure your roommate's too fucking scared to keep causing problems."

With the lecture done, Loki gestured to the simulation and waited for everyone to get to work.

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... Damn it.

//And when I scratch my arse in front of your female friends? Or when I forget to crack a window when I change my bandages?//

And now he was grasping at straws.

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"...that's kinda gross, yeah," he said, twirling some hair around her finger. "But couldn't you just pick the underwear up and bring 'em to me?"

//That... would involve pickin' up yer dirty underwear.//

Yes. Jono could absolutely imagine what she was perhaps getting at, here. What with the... hair twirling and the asking if he thought the underwear strewn all over was sexy. And such.

Oh boy.

"They ain't dirty, sugar," his roommate said, shaking his head. "You think I'd let things like that get dirty?"

[oh lord, i'm so sorry. jono's just an easy target here!]

//If yer did, I might have to light them on fire,// Jono replied. Perhaps pointedly, yes.

Because he could. Possibly while she was still wearing them.

[There is so, soooo nothing to be sorry for. <3]

"You're so violent," she said, shaking his head. "What if I lit something of yours on fire?"

//Probably, I'd put it out,// said Jono, with a hint of a sigh somewhere in there for good measure. //That seems t'be th'sensible thing to do, really.//

"What if I left clean underwear out?" Now, she was just teasing him.

//Then I'd have to wonder if yer burned yer dresser down tryin' t'get back at me for lighting yer dirties on fire,// Jono decided, perhaps a touch amused, himself. //Lousy aim with matches, luv?//

"Of course not!" She just never ever used matches. She'd be liable to light her hair on fire and that'd just be devastating. "If I don't leave my underwear around, you promise not to change your bandages in front of my of friends?"

//Cross my heart,// Jono snorted.

It would be easy enough, really. Not only did he not have a heart, but he was also extremely unlikely to just casually strip down to his trousers with an audience. It wasn't that he minded people watching, necessarily. It was more that he minded the screaming that was likely to accompany it.

Heaven only knew why.

"Then, I promise to do my best to keep my underwear in my room," she said, nodding. "Cross my heart."

//Thank yer, luv.// A pause, and then he decided that this deal was hardly fair, really, and he might as well level it out some. //I'll try t'do th'same, from now on.//

Much better.

people suck except when they don't | thursday | period 2 | march 18

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