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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[ 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 ]

[ She absolutely would. That seems like a genuine compliment, though, so he's grinning with a touch of rosiness under his skin. ]

You think so? I mean, I go to the shooting range sometimes? But I've never been in a real, uh, scrap.

[ He's not counting fighting games, which he would totally whoop her in, by the way. They each have their areas of expertise. ]

[ it's definitely a compliment. he might not be a big, beefy guy but there's a definite wiry toughness about him (it's those gym seshes, keep at 'em prompto) and she's noticed it.

shooting, though - alisaie's brows lift in mild surprise. she definitely looks impressed. ]

Shooting range? Are you a hunter?

[ are you gonna totally cream her in smash bros prompto ]

[ He's about to say that he was, before he took a hockey puck to the eye, but decides better of it. That doesn't stop him from chuckling inwardly, though. ]

Yeah, but...I usually only go if my friends are going. I'm really more into the...shooting part, and less the tracking-game-for-hours part.

[ ...Hopefully that doesn't make him sound like a homicidal maniac. Oh well! ]

[ she wouldn't get the reference anyway, please introduce her to video games, prompto. and okay, it makes him sound a little like a homicidal maniac but i mean, she's admitted to fighting and swords so no judgment here. ]

I see.

[ her smile twists, a little teasing. ]

Not fond of the outdoors?

[ He'll do one better and introduce her to MMORPGs, and this whole thing will get so meta they'll probably rip a hole in spacetime or something.

He tilts his head a little, reaching up to scratch at his hairline. Hey, the line is moving up a little! Just a while longer...

Not that he minds this, just...talking to her. About non-air-hockey-related things. Even if it is in an urgent care waiting room. ]

Oh, I dunno that I'd say that. I'm just not fond of sleeping on the ground, a lack of plumbing, bugs of all shapes and sizes, hypothermia, rattlesnakes, getting wet, sweating all day, or -

[ He's been listing these off on his fingers, but he's going to run out, soon enough. ]

- Okay, yeah, I'm not overly fond of the outdoors.

[ and as he's listing off all of his reasons, alisaie's brows lift higher and higher until she's staring at him with an expectant smile, waiting for it to dawn on him that yeah he hates being outside. ]

That's a shame.

[ she chuckles and shrugs, palms out. ]

Perhaps you've simply been doing it wrong.

[ hypothermia?? prompto???? ]

[ It's a valid concern! He's just mindful! ]

Think so, huh? [ And well, that's probably true, his friends tended to know a lot more about the actual act of camping than he did. ]

Heh. Maybe you can teach me what I'm doing wrong sometime.

[ If it means spending more time outside the arcade with her...camping can't be that bad! ]

[ oh.

alisaie looks away for a moment, faint warmth rising up her neck and bleeding into her cheeks. she can't deny that a weekend away in the wilderness with him might be, um, enjoyable but oh my god she can't act like an idiot about it.

so she clears her throat and straightens her back. ]

I might be amenable to that.

[ Her response - or, okay, more her body language - is met with a blank look. Look, if she doesn't want to, he won't be offended. He might've become suddenly quite taken with the idea, but it's okay, he doesn't want to make it weird, they can be arcade buddies only -

Is she blushing?

...And then it dawns on him, as he replays his invitation back over in his mind. Wow, that. That probably sounded a lot like he was asking her out, didn't it?

...Was he asking her out? That's not immediately how he'd thought of it, but - she'd said yes, and -

He opens his mouth, but no words come out, and of course, that happens to be when the receptionist at the desk calls out "Next!"

Numbly, he stumbles towards the front desk, looking all too flushed for reasons that have nothing to do with his injury. ]

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