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Fine, Let's Do This Stupid Apathy Club Thing, Not Like We Have Anything Better To Do, Anyway, Friday

George: here. Yup. That was totally George, and she was totally here.

"So ... nobody died, last week," she said. "That's good. I guess. Whatever."

... if you were expecting a topic, something special for your last time meeting together, perhaps you shouldn't have joined Apathy Club.

"Good job not dying," she added.

See? Totally the Christmas spirit at work.

George hadn't brought any snacks. If you wanted snacks, go get them your damn self.

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Someone who might actually give a shit. Because you, clearly, do not.

Mason

Zell

Rinoa

Jubilee

It's your last week to do so. If you want. Or don't. George does not give a fuck.

Squall wasn't hanging out in the back, wasn't avoiding eye contact, and he wasn't sullen. He ALSO wasn't trying to talk to people or be social, because, let's face it, his friends didn't go for that crap. Instead he was just leaning back in a chair, with his feet up on a desk, and nodding politely at everyone when they came in.

Another semester over. Another semester closer to graduation.

Jono was doing sullen quite well, today. And hanging out in the back? He did that like a pro.

Hey, the island was attacked by some fucker who liked to show off his junk. Nobody died. If you want to comment on that, go to town.

Do not get all sappy or someone will kick you out.

... Okay, nobody will kick you out. That sounds like effort. But everyone will glare and hate you.

"Thanks," Squall told George. "Rinoa helped."

About the stupid fucking holidays. About guys with bad 80s hair. About motherfucking minotaurs. About your shoes not fitting right. Let your inner whiny little bitch run free.

"We have these bloody awful Christmas sweaters at the shop," Jenny reported, like anyone would even care. She took a drag off her cigarette before she added, "I'm going to burn them. Or perhaps," and she arched one eyebrow thoughtfully, "they'll melt."

Anybody wants to address that, sure, fine, whatever.

Whatever.

Wotever.

Maybe we kill him. If someone can think of a non-effort way to do it.

The non-effort way is called time.

But time still hadn't gotten him yet, that bastard!

Still, Farnsworth had considered going back to the 31st century early and skipping the whole stupid club thing and everything, but he just simply could not say no to annoying them all with his geriatric presence just once more.

Excuse George, she was having a moment of inspiration.

"There's no chance you have a weak heart or anything, is there?"

Loud noises were pretty low on the 'effort' scale.

"I do," Farnsworth admitted, creasing his forehead accusingly at George, "but don't try any funny business. My heart may be weak, but it's bolstered with the courage of other hearts, eaten to gain their courage. Their rich, tasty courage. Plus, my internal workings are all about 25 percent robotics by now."

Okay, you can talk to George. It's not like anyone wants to anyway, is it?

You guys have rocked my socks continuously for the past semester. Especially running with the "Whatever" thread each week, and I don't know why I love that so much, but I do.

I am seriously thinking about doing the club again next semester, but I'm not sure if that ruins the "joke" of it or if it'd get stale. I'm interested in what everyone else thinks.

Not going to do it again? Why not?!? My boy needs his social interaction time!

I so amazingly love that this counts as "social interaction time" for most of the people involved. ♥

Please, please do it again. You can say there was an error and the paperwork was duplicated, or something!

Oh, that's brilliant. I think I was worried that everyone else might be done with it, and how to work it IC, and blah blah blah. Fuck it, it's too much fun. I'm up for more!

*Cliiings to it* This is Jono's favourite club, trufax.

(Sorry, Glee club! He loves you too, but he's much better at grumping than singing!)

*SMISHES*

I think this makes George feel less lonely.

How that works, I have no idea.

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Fine, Let's Do This Stupid Apathy Club Thing, Not Like We Have Anything Better To Do, Anyway, Friday

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Hang Out In the Back, Avoid Eye Contact, And Be Sullen

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Congratulate People on Not Dying and Shit

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Eyeroll, Bitch and Moan

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There Are No Meetings After This. That Would Make This Our Last Meeting. If You Care.

Whatever.

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Farnsworth Still Isn't Dead

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Don't Talk to George

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