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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[ There's a moment, before he draws back, where he realizes the full gravity of this grievous mistake he has made. She was leaning in. She knew he was thinking about kissing her, and she was leaning in for it.

Oh, god, what has he done.

It's a fortunate thing that she scoots away and is no longer facing him, because it allows Prompto the chance to drop his face into both of his hands and contemplate how he's probably the dumbest guy in the universe right now. There he was, sitting next to the girl of his dreams and holding her hand, and she leans into kiss him and he does what?

He ruins the moment with that mouth of his, scaring her off, probably giving her the completely wrong impression. That he doesn't want to kiss her, which couldn't be farther from the truth.

Ughhhhhhh.

He stays like that for a moment, sighing into his hands before he realizes it'll only make things worse should she glance back and see him curling up into a ball like this. So he straightens, even if he doesn't slide any closer, still rooted to the spot by what a tremendous idiot he is. ]

How's it, uh...coming along?

[ HE IS DIRT, NO, EVEN LOWER THAN DIRT, THE SCUM OF THE EARTH, UGH. ]

[ yes prompto, suffer for your transgressions, as alisaie is also suffering. she'd been so sure that he.. but why would he be holding her hand, if he didn't want to kiss her? why would he be talking about dates? is this some sort of.. some sort of joke? are his friends lying in wait somewhere, ready to pop out and laugh at the stupid nerdy girl who was foolish enough to think a boy would like her?

no - no, he's not like that, it's only her paranoia and general mistrust of, well, everyone. he's kind. perhaps he's just trying to be gentle with her, to let her down easily. horribly disappointing though it might be.

so she'll just. busy herself by taking way longer than necessary to look into the pot at the stew that's nowhere close to done, it's only been a few minutes. ]

A little more time. [ don't worry prompto, she isn't looking at your fetal position of shame, she's looking only at this pot and nothing else ever again. ] It should be finished by sundown.

[ He glances up at the sky, as if by so doing he can will the sun to set. Or at least, for some time to pass, to ease this uncomfortable tension that has sprung up between them. Things had been going well...they'd been holding hands. Maybe it's just his imagination, but he swears he can still feel her warm grasp between his fingers.

And he totally blew it.

Maybe he should...let her out of this now. But - no, no, it's too soon to completely give up. Maybe he can still salvage this. Maybe she can still have a good time, at least enough that she'll be able to face him again after this, even if his odds at getting that second date are grim -

Ugh. ]

Soooo, um. So.

[ A few heartbeats. ]

Sooooooooooo.

Do you...like...anime?

[ oh my god ]

[ the awkward silence is the worst part, and alisaie is in no way equipped to remedy it.

.. apparently prompto isn't, either. she's a little relieved once he starts talking again, breaking the unbearable silence, but uh, he's not exactly improving upon it. alisaie's brow furrows, and for a moment she's glancing over her shoulder in clear confusion, but then -

- then she laughs. it's a soft laugh, breathless like she doesn't know how to force it out, but it's enough to ease some of the tension at least. look, it's just funny, he's so ridiculous.. ]

I.. have never watched any, truthfully.

[ WHAT THE HELL IS HE DOING

WHY DID HE ASK HER IF SHE WATCHES ANIME

WHY DOES HE SAY ANY WORDS, EVER

WHY IS IT SUDDENLY SO HOT ]

O-oh! That's cool. I don't watch it that much, either...

[ God, this is the worst. He thought he could do this, go camping with a cute girl and maybe not make her miserable - he was doing it, until he went and put his foot in his mouth by not just kissing her when he had the chance, and now it's awkward and weird and he's talking about anime. No wonder his friends were so eager to give him advice. He's such a disaster at this, even with their help. Maybe this was all just...a mistake, and he's wasting her time.

But she'd...said she'd like to see him again.

After a long moment of silence, he swallows, before scooting a bit closer to her to peer at the pot. ]

Um...b-but there is the one that I think you might like! It's called "Princess Mononoke" and she's like, this super cool wolf princess who lives in the forest, but there's also this guy who has a demon in his arm? It's sorta freaky...

[ He PRESSES ON. ]

A-anyway, it's...playing at the campus international cinema next week, if you...wanna go with...me. N-no worries if it sounds lame, though! There's, uh, plenty of movies out there...

[ Please bear with him. He's trying to keep this thing going. ]

[ prompto scoots nearer, and alisaie finally lifts her gaze from where it was fixed strictly on the stew pot.

he's.. really quite endearing when he's nervous, and she finds a little of the uncertainty beginning to fade, the tightness in her chest loosening up, even if she's.. really, really confused. he hadn't kissed her when she had expected him to, but he's still - wanting to see her again? god she sucks at this so hard. why are people so complicated? why can't she simply be a mind-reader? of course she could just be upfront, which, honestly, she is 99% of the time.. but this is the 1%. it's so much harder to be open and honest about things like this.

but maybe she just.. has to be. at least a little bit. because stronger than her fear of social interaction is her dislike of feeling as if she's not standing on solid ground. so, with hesitation she lifts her eyes to his face again, quietly vulnerable, but forcing it out anyway. ]

A.. date?

[ if it's not - if he.. if he wants to go as friends, that's fine, she'll manage it, but heaven help her she has to know what his intentions are before the whiplash breaks her neck. ]

[ The word, put so forward like that, makes the color drain from his face, but he doesn't hesitate to answer. Can't hesitate, really, or he risks giving her the wrong idea, and he's already done enough of that. So even though he must speak past the lump in his throat to do it, he smiles and laughs: ]

Y-yeah! A date! I mean...if you want it to be.

[ If she wants to be just friends with him at this point, he could hardly blame her, but...

He really, really hopes that isn't the case. ]

[ she's holding her breath waiting for his answer, her eyes wide as saucers when she peers up into his face, like everything in the entire world is hanging on his answer. it isn't of course, but nonetheless it certainly feels that way.

but then his answer comes, and she can't help but break into a warm, if shy smile, her gaze lowering again. ]

Yes, all right.

[ she says, still smiling even if she can't meet his eyes again just yet. ]

I'd like that.

[ be still her heart!! she's never been so glad to be wrong. ]

Y-you would?

[ He can't help the genuine surprise in his voice. Even after his flub a few minutes ago, she...still would go on a date with him? She's giving him a second chance, even though he's an unmitigated disaster?

Oh, man. Oh, man, she's a keeper for sure.

His features crack into a vibrant grin, another laugh upon his breath. ]

Great! Great. It's settled, then. I'd be a grand old time! I promise.

[ yeah, silly as it is she can't help but grin like a twitterpated fool, chewing her lower lip nervously, her eyes flickering back up to him intermittently.

they're idiots, both of them. ]

What, um.. what day is it? The - the movie.

[ not.. today. she knows what date today is.

um. ]

Oh! [ Right. That's a little detail that might be...good to know. Luckily, he has the answer to that question on hand!

He reaches into his pocket, fishing for his wallet. ]

Hang on, lemme just - [ Flipping the fold open, Prompto pulls out a ticket to the event. Because he...already bought tickets. Yep. ]

Next Friday! At eight. Does that work for you?

[ He might have been...a little excited to ask her. ]

It's perfect.

[ even if it isn't, she'll make it work. whatever she's got planned for friday can wait, it doesn't matter, if it means getting to see him again so soon, rather than waiting to hopefully run into him at the arcade on chance alone.

she furrows her brow as she glances at the tickets in his hands, then up to his face again. ]

You already have tickets?

[ Ah, there's that choking nervousness again!

Prompto stuffs the wallet back into his pocket, as if that is somehow going to make her forget she ever saw them. Oh man... ]

Aha - haha - y-yeah, guess I got a little excited, huh? I just, uh, knew we were doing this, and, uh...

[ AND NOW FOR SOMETHING COMPLETELY DIFFERENT ]

Oh - hey - look, the stars're starting to come out!

[ He points to the sky, helpfully, in case she doesn't know where the stars are. ]

[ okay, okay.. she gets it. gets it enough to blush rosy pink again, smiling down at her hands. he'd thought that far ahead? god she's so glad she mistook his intentions. maybe he's.. not ready to kiss her, but - but a second date is still good, right?

it's good.

thankfully he offers a distraction, and it's an absolutely awful one, but she'll take it. ]

.. so they are.

[ and up in the sky even, thanks for the tip, prompto. ]

I hope you're hungry.

[ because okay it's.. probably done now. alisaie skitters away to gather up two bowls, two spoons and a ladle, eager to have something to do with her hands. ]

[ Now that she mentions it, and they've moved past that unfortunate speedbump he threw in their road...

He pats his stomach. ]

Ravenous! It smells amazing, Alisaie!

[ And if he's stuffing his face, he'll spare the both of them from him saying anything stupid for a short while! ]

Good, it's one of the few things I can cook that likely won't kill you, so enjoy.

[ she's not a great cook prompto.. consider this before eventually consider marrying her. it's takeout every night, or prompto is gonna have to learn to cook.

but she sits again beside him, lifting the lid off of the pot to ladle a healthy helping into one of the bowls and passing it off to him. ]

[ Hey, he's picked up a thing or two from Iggy, like, grilled cheese sandwiches, it's fine...they'll be fine.

He takes the bowl from her, filling his lungs with the scent of the stew. ]

Oh, I will enjoy! Here goes the taste test... [ Not that he's expecting it to taste anything but wonderful, and a moment later he sticks a forkful of the stew into his mouth, taking the appropriate amount of time to "build suspense" and suss out the taste of the food. It's... ]

Yep, heart's still beating! Your theory pans out.

[ It's really good. ]

[ grilled cheese and takeout forever, not a bad life.

alisaie's watching him with bated breath though, while he shovels in a mouthful. it's nothing special really, vegetables and stock and spice, nothing terribly mindblowing, but still she smiles when he, in fact, does not die. ]

There's nothing quite like the flavor of fresh meat.

[ she says, and realizes after that that's kind of. a weird thing to say. ]

[ Ah, if all it takes to make her happy is not dying, he might be able to handle being in a relationship with her okay... ]

Uh - right! Fresh off..the bone is the way to go!

[ And he's going to put another forkful in his mouth before he can think about Mr. Fluffybuns and his family. ]

Just think of this - when the zombie apocalypse happens, you'll be way better off than most people.

[ This is the best compliment he has ever paid anyone. ]

[ yeah prompto all you need is a pulse so you're doing great so far ]

I.. had not thought of it that way.

[ but she's definitely considering it now?? she knows how to fight and she can cook wild animals, that puts her ahead of the curve for sure. she just needs to learn how to gun from prompto and she'll be all set. ]

Knowing how to shoot would also come in quite handy. I propose a team-up.

[ 1/1 is 100% PERFECT SCORE ]

Yeah? [ He chuckles, eyes sparkling. They really would make quite the pair in a hypothetical zombie apocalypse. ] We'd watch each other's backs, live in the woods, set some zombie traps...

[ He makes a face as he takes another bite. ]

What does it say about me that the worst-sounding part about that is the living in the woods part?

It says quite a lot.

[ alisaie shakes her head and casts him a judgmental stare, one brow arched high, though there's still a smile playing at the corners of her mouth. ]

Are you truly not enjoying yourself at all, out here?

[ ...Ah.

Okay, this is his chance! Take a deep breath, and be cool, Argentum. A tall order, but she's served him up so well.

He sets down his empty bowl, and slants a smile at her. ]

Oh, there's a few things I'm definitely enjoying.

[ Crushed it! ]

[ well

as far as all the things he could have said are concerned, that's not actually too bad. alisaie's eyes flicker up to his face for a moment before she quickly looks away, unable to suppress her smile, or the soft rosy blush rising to her cheeks. her spoon clinks against her bowl as she sets it down beside his. ]

I take it you are not referring to the hard ground or attentive mosquitoes.

[ He's trying to be coy and flirtatious here, it's nothing short of a miracle that he actually got those words out without choking. Color flares in his cheeks at her following remark, but he started this. He can keep it going!

Hopefully. ]

Mm...nope! Not the creeping cold or the bad cell service, either.

[ He doesn't take his eyes off her, or he'll lose his nerve. ]

You wanna...watch the stars for a bit?

Edited (I DID IT AGAIN GOMEN) 2017-11-15 05:38 (UTC)

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