[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_excessive]

Their sister, Alison.

... well, she wasn't a jerk, that's not fair. I just couldn't really connect.

[the_ex_in_xp]

[taking a sip of her beer]

Her loss. Although if we're stuck here for a week, max, maybe it's for the best...

[the_ex_in_excessive]

Wouldn't want to get attached, huh?

[the_ex_in_xp]

[giving you a long look and a(n apologetic) smile]

They'd miss you too much. It would ruin your ninja version's social life.

[the_ex_in_excessive]

[laughing and waving a hand dismissively before pouring herself a glass of bourbon]

Oh, sure. You want some?

[the_ex_in_xp]

[sliding her beer to the side in a "I'll come back for you later" gesture]

Sure. If you're buying...an alternate reality you, anyway.

[the_ex_in_excessive]

Don't worry, it's on the house.

... or, dorm.

[pouring!]

[the_ex_in_xp]

I still can't believe they live in a dorm. If I didn't see the date for 2015, I'd think we were living in the past.

[the_ex_in_excessive]

Yeah. It doesn't seem like there's anyone else here, though.

[the_ex_in_xp]

Maybe they ran them out? We weren't the most considerate of neighbors back at UC Sky. Well, I wasn't...

[the_ex_in_excessive]

Could be. I bet this me wouldn't regularly bribe the rest of our floor with cookies like I did, too.

[the_ex_in_xp]

I don't see any cutesy baking utensils around...

[taking a sip of bourbon] You did basically train our floor to expect cookies once a week though. It was almost Pavlovian.

[the_ex_in_excessive]

Exactly! They couldn't get mad at us because if we left, who'd bake cookies?

[the_ex_in_xp]

They couldn't get mad at you, dude. I was more than fair game, since I can't bake and you were nice enough to give them cookies just because.

[the_ex_in_excessive]

Yeah, but -- okay. Remember Rachel Scott from down the hall and how she backed down from the fight you guys were having over you punching her boyfriend out at that frat party?

[the_ex_in_xp]

Yes? I mostly remember that he totally deserved it...

[the_ex_in_excessive]

Well. Who do you think was the only person on the floor to not get cookies that week?

[the_ex_in_xp]

...her?

[although why I would pay attention to the cookie consumption of the jerks I was surrounded by...]

[the_ex_in_excessive]

Exactly.

[the_ex_in_xp]

Yeah, but you probably would've given her some if I hadn't been a jerk in the first place. I think this only reinforces the part where I was a terrible influence and you were too nice.

[the_ex_in_excessive]

No, that guy was a jerk and he deserved to get kneed in the face. She started it, so I put her in deep freeze. Simple as that.

[the_ex_in_xp]

[blinks since that was a little hardcore for you]

...how much have you had to drink so far, Rox?

[the_ex_in_excessive]

[Roxanne saves the times where she's hardcore up and uses them sparingly okay]

Oh, whoops. I should probably start?

[the_ex_in_xp]

Maybe. Unless this is a race or something...

[taking another sip]

Still. Even if Rachel Scott definitely didn't deserve cookies and her boyfriend's nose deserved to be broken I'm sorry if I made it harder for you to, like, be neighborly back then.

[the_ex_in_excessive]

[finally having a sip]

That's okay. The tradeoff was worth it.