polyphonics | REALISTIC COLLEGE AU MEME, 2K17

REALISTIC COLLEGE AU MEME, 2K17

I. living conditions

01. my roommate’s boyfriend is staying over so can I please sleep on your floor
02. all our friends are drunk
03. we live in halls opposite one another and i keep seeing you change in the window please close your blinds
04. you’re the RA and you’re trying to bust me for having hermit crabs
05. you’re baking cookies in the communal kitchen at 3am and I’m angry but also really hungry
06. clearly we’re both really uncomfortable at this party
07. you peed on my car. you were drunk. I was in the car. there will be hell to pay.
08. my friend dragged me to this party and I just saw my ex quick make out with me
09. sorry my roommate puked on your shoes
10. my roommate borrowed your contraband hotpot and managed to set it on fire

II. chance meeting

01. it’s pouring and my final paper is in my backpack so I guess we’re stuck under this tiny awning together. do you think they’d deliver pizza here
02. waiting outside for pizza to be delivered but both of ours is super late
03. I know I keep coming to this [cookie/coffee/etc.] shop and for some reason it’s always your shift but don’t you dare judge me I need this for my sanity
04. I found your USB drive still in the computer (and potentially regret finding out what's on it)
05. you decked me in the head while you were playing frisbee golf
06. your school mailbox is right next to mine
07. what do you mean we’re under a tornado warning?

III. campus community

01. I’m really passionate about this cause and I will give you this flier if I have to shove it down your throat
02. it’s 3 am and I’m still in the library studying for finals and I’m losing my grip on reality and I think I just saw a ghost
03. we’re the only two people in this club. what is this club even for
04. humans vs zombies, all bets are off, friendships mean nothing
05. I thought I was the only one who liked the waffle station in the cafeteria
06. we’re studying in the library and there are two people very obviously fucking in the stacks and we keep sharing embarrassed glances
07. what are you doing at this table at the career fair
08. I saw you sneaking captain crunch and cutlery out of the dining hall
09. my computer crashed and you’re the student worker at the IT center
10. we’re both on athletic teams that aren’t as cool as the football team and they give us shit
11. you’re part of the guerrilla theater club on campus and crashed my class for a performance

IV. credit hour woes

01. hey I have to [photograph/draw blood/film/insert major here] someone for class, will you be my guinea pig
02. we’re the only people who ever talk in discussions it’s awful
03. group project
04. both of us turned up to the wrong room for this lecture and neither of us know where it's supposed to be
05. we’re both donating blood in the blood donation van in the quad to get out of the same class
06. wait, I actually have a competent lab partner?
07. waiting for office hours
08. we started racing up the three flights of stairs to class for some reason and we can’t stop
09. vicious battle over the only left handed desk in the room

V. limited resources

01. you keep using my preferred shower stall in the floor bathrooms when I’m trying to get ready for class
02. you keep parking in the space outside my student house you absolute asshole
03. you're the only person in the room when i break the printer and i'm panicking (so don't be a dick about it please)
04. neither of us bought the expensive textbook but there is only one copy in the library and it can’t leave the building
05. this awesome professor only has one TA slot and we’re rivals
06. you keep reserving the good study room in the corner of the library with the windows
07. I’ve been sitting in this seat all semester why did you decide to sit in it today
08. you’re REALLY GOOD at using the right search terms for the academic databases and I’m on a deadline
09. we’re always at the fitness center at the same time and end up competing on the treadmill
10. can I borrow a dryer sheet? I ran out and the ones in the vending machine give me a rash

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[ shutup don't make fun of her word choices okay

she's not going to give him a hard time for it right now though, not after she nearly knocked his teeth out with an air hockey puck, she owes him at least that much. god, can she bury herself in the sand yet??

she only fusses more once he's getting to his feet again, both hands are immediately up and holding onto his arms to steady him and gosh for all it looks like he has noodle arms they're surprisingly strong aren't they, she can feel that nice muscle //// ]

Are you dizzy? Can you walk?

[ okay maybe she's overreacting, can you get a concussion from an air hockey puck?? at least the medical building isn't very far.. ]

[ He's only giving her a hard time about her word choice because a) it's adorable when she gets flustered and b) he's still sort of dazed. Not dizzy, though, and not too far gone that he can't appreciate how her hands feel around his arm. Those early-morning gym seshes are paying off...yes...

After blinking a few times, he nods. ]

Yeah! T-totally. I'm fiiiine.

[ It's really not all that bad. But...she's fretting over him...it's so cute.

He falls into step with her, his gait maybe a little sluggish but he's not about to topple over or anything. ]

...Did you just do that because I was ahead?

[ they're definitely paying off, she is noticing his guns for sure......

.... but she drops her hand eventually before it gets too awkward, because it's clear that he doesn't need to be steadied so touching him longer than necessary seems. um. yeah she shouldn't. clearing her throat, she looks forward again, focusing on walking and not his arms, okay.

and then she scoffs. ]

Hardly. You were ahead by a fraction, and only because you palmed the puck.

[ Hm, he should have hammed it up, leaned on her more for support, even if he felt far more weak in the knees when she'd been touching him. This isn't too bad, though. It's not like they've sent a lot of time together outside the arcade, even if...it's so they can go to the "infirmary", as she says. ]

What? Ha! Would I do something like that?

[ He would, probably. ]

[ he absolutely should have hammed it up, he would've gotten more mileage out of her fussing. she's still a little worried, but not about his face - his face will be fine - moreso about her ruined reputation. she hardly cares what everyone else thinks, but she cares what he thinks, and while she was rather sure he'd not be interested in her anyway, she's 100% positive of it now.

books are so much easier than boys. ]

Clearly you would, it was a most offensive foul.

[ That they are. That they are... ]

Offensive enough that it's worth a black eye?

[ He can tell she really feels bad about it, so instead of just leaving at that, he gently knocks his knuckles into her shoulder. ]

[ YOU'RE SO MEAN PROMPTO.. alisaie cringes visibly, looking away. ]

Ah. No, certainly not. [ and even after he nudges her, she still looks sheepish. ] I am sorry..

[ god help her she will never allow herself to have a crush again. ]

[ Alright, alright, that's enough playful teasing. His grin recedes into something softer, which his throbbing eye appreciates, too. ]

Don't be. It was an accident. Besides, now I've got a great story to tell!

[ And just to demonstrate, he clears his throat, changing the quality of his voice to sound like - Noctis, probably. ]

Hey, Prompto, how'd you get that sick black eye? [ Then, slipping back to his usual tone: ] Oh, you know, got hit in the eye by a cute gi -

[ But his words grind to a sharp halt. Did he just...say that? Out loud? Not just think it inside his head? Oh, god. ]

[ oh.

at first alisaie looks surprised, before she's immediately flushing straight to her hairline. god, she feels like such a fool, like a silly schoolgirl; she's never had a crush before, not really, not one strong enough to warrant all this stupid blushing and looking demurely away. it's embarrassing, even if she can't seem to help it. he thinks she's cute.. ah..

at last she sight, then smiles and chuckles, glancing toward him only briefly and then back to the road again. ]

.. well, I suppose that isn't so bad, then.

[ Given the playful banter that seems to be their primary mode of communication, he's pretty much expecting her tease him out the gate for that, even if it is about her. He shoots a cursory glance at her - oh man, is she blushing? Why is she blushing? It should be only him who looks like all the blood rushed to his head.

He clears his throat, like that will grant him some knowledge of what to say next. ]

N-no? Uhh - that's - right! I mean - far worse things have happened!

[ He laughs nervously. She's going to think he's such a dork now...as if she didn't already. ]

[ oh she definitely thinks he's a dork, but no more now than she always has at least. it's part of why she likes him to begin with. ]

I.. yes.

[ oh my god this got awkward so fast, neither of them have any idea what they should say, but somehow alisaie is still pleased despite it. small victories. ]

Well, here we are.

[ thank god they've made it to the medical building before any more embarrassing stammering occurred; alisaie is quick to enter the building if only for a change of scenery and a distraction. ]

[ This is probably the first time in his life he's ever thought seeing a doctor would be a welcome distraction, but here they are. Given how flushed he's looking, they're probably going to assume he has a fever on top of a swelling eye. ]

I've, uh, never had stitches before.

[ Okay, that could've come out better. ]

I mean - it'll be exciting! One thing to check off the bucket list.

Really?

[ she winces a little, because man, if it needs a stitch or two she's going to be 1000x more mortified than she already is. he's going to have a scar forever, she mauled him, why does he think she's cute??

it makes for easy conversation though as they wind their way to the office. ]

You've led a charmed life. I've had plenty.

[ He gives her a quick look, eyebrows piqued - or, one of them, anyway. ]

Seriously? You have? Okay, I'm gonna need to hear stories, stat.

[ Not because he doesn't believe her, but because he pretty much needs to know how a cute bookworm ends up with lots of stitches. IS SHE SECRETLY IN A FIGHT CLUB.

Because that'd be hot. ]

[ SHE'S KIND OF IN A FIGHT CLUB..

and she looks a tad bashful about it. normally she wouldn't be at all, alisaie is not ashamed of the sort of girl she is, how different she is when compared with what her family wanted her to be. she's never much cared what other people thought of her.

but she cares what he thinks. still, she's not about to lie. scratching at her cheek, she shrugs, and hedges. ]

Oh, well I played a lot of sports growing up. I was a bit of an.. outdoor child.

[ love of books and posh accent aren't all there is to her, apparently. ]

[ Man, and he felt hardcore for going to the shooting range. Does this mean she's into camping? Say it isn't so!

There's a few people in line ahead of them at the reception desk - it's one of those nights, apparently - so Prompto stops behind the last person and crosses his arms as he looks down at her. ]

What kind of sports gives you lots of stitches? Roof jumping? Bear wrestling?

[ She could wrestle a bear, he bets. ]

[ she could probably wrestle a bear yeah. ]

Well, mostly fencing.

[ in line now, she crosses her arms loosely over her abdomen and meets his gaze for a moment, looking away before she admits: ]

And.. self defense. I've been in a few fights.

[ she likes camping too tho, so ]

[ Ah...well, no one's perfect.

At that statement, though, he looks duly alarmed. ]

Wait, you mean, like...literal fights? Fisticuffs?

[ she shouldn't have said anything, she regretted it the moment the words were out of her mouth, god, he's going to think she's a complete violent psychopath. ]

Ah.. yes.

[ ... ]

[ For a moment, he just. Looks down at her, eyes widening imperceptibly. ]

That - that is....

[ And then, the instant grin, blossoming with a laugh. ]

So cool! I mean, it's not that surprising, I always knew you were cool, but - still!

[ No, he doesn't think she's a violent psychopath. He thinks it's awesome. ]

[ she's already cringing a little, preparing herself for the inevitable backlash, but then he's.. grinning?? seriously?? alisaie flushes all over again, abashed, but somehow also pleased. ]

That's -

[ she exhales a breathless laugh, clearly surprised. ]

Well, perhaps you should tell that to my family, I assure you they disagree.

[ She blushes again, and it adds a few extra skips to his heartbeat. That's the second time he's done that, now. He can't imagine how he could be making her blush, but...he likes it. ]

Ha. A bit controlling, huh?

[ To be fair, most parents probably wouldn't be thrilled with their kids getting into fights, but...it depends on what the fight was about, honestly. ]

A bit.

[ her expression is visibly tight. she loves her parents, but they have never been as supportive as she would have liked, and she sometimes gets the impression that, even though they love her, they don't like her.

that's hardly something to get into now, with him, however, so she exhales hard and looks up into his face again. ]

Nevertheless, they're not so bad. The stitches, I mean.

[ Maybe it's best to not get into it now, but it's noted, all the same, as something to maybe ask about later. He doesn't want to pry, but...he gets what it's like to not exactly have your parents behind you.

So after a moment of gazing at her with concern in his eyes, he finds his voice again, glancing quickly at the line. For a place called "urgent care", there's sure not a lot of urgency going on here. ]

R-right. I'm sure it'll be fine. It's not that bad, anyway.

[ He's trying to reassure himself as much as her. ]

...Maybe you can show me how to fight sometime!

[ It slips out without a second thought. ]

[ this line needs to go faster before she can become somehow even more awkward. ]

You mean you don't know how?

[ she touched those arms.. those secret guns. with a coy smile, she elbows him gently in the ribs. ]

You seem the scrappy sort.

[ she'd knock him on his ass probably ]

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