TFLN

[shocksock]

fashionably late

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[quickfingers]

Let's just say I'm going to rock your world tonight

[jeaniegrey]

You're not honestly going to repeat those words when I see you, are you?

[quickfingers]

in a completely different context, maybe

[jeaniegrey]

You're such a geek.

[quickfingers]

what? I can rock worlds. I am capable of world rocking

[jeaniegrey]

I feel like you need a t-shirt with that on it.

[quickfingers]

Well, you'd know considering I'm still missing that Pink Floyd t-shirt (I wonder *where* it went?)

[jeaniegrey]

[ Wow, Peter. You don't just call a girl out like that. Excuse you? ]

Must have lost it in the wash. ;)

[quickfingers]

you have a heart of stone

[jeaniegrey]

But at least I have rainbow chip cookies?

[quickfingers]

and I'm almost there
Some girl gave me the stank eye for being barefoot. that or being in the girl's dorm at this hour with a jug of milk under my arm. Maybe she saw me drink from it too, I dunno

[jeaniegrey]

How big is this jug?

[quickfingers]

Family size
you know, the ones from the kitchens?

[jeaniegrey]

And no glasses to drink from?

[quickfingers]

Jean, I have two hands.
One has milk and the other is txting
its very hard to testxt nad walkr
skalawkfsdg

I think Jubi just saw me. I'll get glasses after just let me in before she comes back with mace

[jeaniegrey]

Ok! It's unlocked. Can you NOT get caught?

[quickfingers]

let it be known i'm putting my phone in my mouth because you didnt have the decency to open the door for me

(think about that the next time we make out)

[jeaniegrey]

Where are you putting your phone...

Never mind. I don't want to know.

[quickfingers]

[Aren't you glad he's this much of an idiot that once he's inside the room he's back to texting after setting down the milk?]

here :-)

[jeaniegrey]

[ Yeah... totally. It's sure something... that she's going to stare at. But... ]

I can see that.

[quickfingers]

[He ludicrously keeps texting, silently glancing up from his phone at her in between words.]

do I really have to go out for the glasses again
can't we just drink out of the jug
my spit is your spit, your spit is my spit

[jeaniegrey]

[ Alright, any chance of keeping up with the whole text shindig is totally thrown out the window the minute he sends those texts and he promptly gets a look of disgust with a ]

Ew, Peter, no.

[quickfingers]

Whaaat? It's not like it hasn't happened before. [Backwash, saliva swapping, who cares - right?]

You look hot, by the way. [Mile a minute, he's already distracted looking around her room.] Did you really lose my shirt?

[jeaniegrey]

I don't want to think about drinking your spit.

[ There might be a shiver at the thought and her tongue sticking out before she reaches for a pillow and chucks it towards him, not even caring if he dodges it.

And... if lounging around in pj shorts and band tee are considered hot then, yeah, she looks hot-- shirt looking to be that Pink Floyd one texted about earlier on, actually. ]

Don't know.

[ Cue the shrug and innocent smile to him as she says that. ]

[quickfingers]

[He doesn't dodge, it'd be too easy - instead he catches it, hugging it to his chest as he pads barefoot toward her bed to crash on it with a bellyflop. It's then that he really focuses on her, narrowing his eyes because yeah, that's real funny.]

Yeah, well - so it looks better on you than it does on me but you don't need to flaunt it. [Only, please continue to do so. He suddenly doesn't miss having it back in his closet so much as he enjoys knowing she wears it. Sleeps in it. Is in it right now. Right, stop staring Peter.]