[Sometime during AU week]

[the_ex_in_xp]

[meanwhile at the dorms, a half-pirate and some girl who managed a +3 lockpicking skill in her bag of tricks are trying to break in to "their" room]

This lock is way more sophisticated than the others. You'd think they were worried about unsavory people trying to break in...

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[the_ex_in_xp]

I skipped impression stats in my charm classification, but at least I used words you would conceivably say, unlike some people.

Besides... [leaning over and reaching behind your neck, waiting for a second as if searching through your hair before withdrawing her hand which has the Queen of Hearts card between her fingers ...and three cards still face down before her] I needed this back from you.

[the_ex_in_excessive]

[nooooooooooooo magic tricks are super-endearing and fun so she can't help but reflexively giggle and blush a little]

-- oh, so that's where it was.

[the_ex_in_xp]

[there's probably a brief second where she looks self-conscious about using her super cool card palming powers for something as dorky as a magic trick, but the giggling makes it worth it (and also worse)]

Yeah, way to sabotage my card game, Rox.

[flipping it so it's back in the deck with the rest of them] Although, I guess that means you technically found the card, so you win the bet...

[the_ex_in_excessive]

[laughing and shaking her head]

Let's call it a tie, okay?

[the_ex_in_xp]

Fine. If we raid their booze stores, we can both get our favorites.

[the_ex_in_excessive]

Deal.

[the_ex_in_xp]

[getting up and stretching]

So if you were not exactly you, where would you hide your massive amount of alcohol?

[the_ex_in_excessive]

Well, there's the kitchen, but then anyone could get to it...

[the_ex_in_xp]

As long as it's high up and out of those fluffballs' reach, it's worth a shot.

[heads to the door and ostensibly the kitchen]

I'll be back in a bit.

[the_ex_in_excessive]

Sure you don't want me to come with?

[the_ex_in_xp]

[looking over her shoulder, like she's wondering if you're worried she's going to vanish or something]

If you want. I didn't want to break up your cuddling time.

[the_ex_in_excessive]

[getting up on her feet and slipping out of her jacket (which probably means her tattoo is visible for the first time since she got here)]

No, it's good that I break it up. I don't want them to get too used to it.

[the_ex_in_xp]

[unconsciously lets her gaze slip to the tattoo before looking back up]

If your other self's only complaint is that you spoiled her rabbits with affection, I'd say you're doing fine.

[the_ex_in_excessive]

You're saying that as we're about to go try to find her booze, though.

[the_ex_in_xp]

Exactly. She's got other things to worry about at the moment.

[the_ex_in_excessive]

Wherever she is. After you?

[the_ex_in_xp]

[heading off]

Maybe we switched places...

[...oh god maybe we switched places]

[the_ex_in_excessive]

[closing the door behind her before the rabbits can ignore her clear "don't follow us, guys" mental communique]

... oh. That would be, uh...

[the_ex_in_xp]

...you might be missing some alcohol of your own in that case.

[I'm refusing to think about what Scott would do with an AU Ramona]

[the_ex_in_excessive]

I don't keep alcohol in my apartment. She's probably stealing all my art supplies if that's the case...

[the_ex_in_xp]

Wait, why don't you keep alcohol in your apartment?

[the_ex_in_excessive]

Because I mostly just drink at social functions where it'd be weird not to these days?

[the_ex_in_xp]

[just looks puzzled since they are explicitly going to find alcohol right now and drank a lot in the privacy of their dorm room back in the day]

And your apartment doesn't count as a place for social functions?

[the_ex_in_excessive]

I think this counts. We have you, me, the bunnies...

[the_ex_in_xp]

No, do not count the rabbits. That makes it weirder.