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Jonothon was twitchy.

Not twitchy as in random muscle spasms or anything, of course. More twitchy in that way that meant that he couldn't actually sit still for more than a few moments at a time, and he kept double-checking things like the curtains to make certain that they were drawn shut tightly, and he kept locking and unlocking the door, just to be certain that that much wasn't busted. But then, if he locked the door, that might give the wrong impression, and...

He was overthinking this. He was good at overthinking things lately, wasn't he? Okay, Chamber, just sit on your bed, clasp your hands, and wait. Nothing was going to explode just because you happened to be sitting there. Truly.

Bollocks.

[Jono is waiting for somebody, yes, but that doesn't mean that other people can't pay a visit to the silent dorm room, too.]

Date: 2009-09-30 12:23 pm (UTC)
furnaceface: (Crossed Arms)
From: [personal profile] furnaceface
Different as in open? Yes, probably.

Jono crossed his arms and bounced one leg anxiously as he sat, nodding his hello to Jak. His twitchy, twitchy hello.

//Got company comin' sometime today, mate,// he explained. Which... really probably didn't explain anything at all, no.

Date: 2009-09-30 12:26 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] unborn-renegade.livejournal.com
Yeah.

That netted Jono some squinting. Like who? His eyes were drawn back to the curtains. Why were they shut? Was Jono afraid something was going to come crashing through the window or something, unless they were hidden from view?

Date: 2009-09-30 12:32 pm (UTC)
furnaceface: (Casual conversation)
From: [personal profile] furnaceface
Oh, skeptical flatmate and your skepticism!

//It's Didi? Have yer met Didi before? About so tall, black hair, bloody adorable?// That really narrowed it down, Jono. Well done. //She hasn't seen what's under th'bandages yet. And...//

Shrug. Fidget. Bounce that knee some more.

Date: 2009-09-30 12:33 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] unborn-renegade.livejournal.com
Jak blinked, rubbed the side of his head, and then shook it. No, he had not met Didi. Uh... bloody adorable?

Give Jak a few moments. A few moments. Come on. It was coming. It was coming--

"Ooooh."

Yes, that warranted an actual exhale that might come close to almost resembling a word.

Date: 2009-09-30 12:36 pm (UTC)
furnaceface: (Kinda down)
From: [personal profile] furnaceface
Holy crap, did Jak just vocalize?

It was going to take Jono another moment to manage words, now. Partly because the subject matter of the conversation at hand was more than a little awkward, and partly because he was now going, 'oh, so that is what my flatmate sounds like.'

As you do.

//I'll pull open the curtains again when we're done, mate. Much as I enjoy livin' in the dark, I'm not a complete recluse.//

... Kinda.

Date: 2009-09-30 12:40 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] unborn-renegade.livejournal.com
Hey, he should call Jak's voicemail one time! There was totally a 'hi' on there!

Or at least a faint 'hnn' noise that Jak was confident would pass for a hi. Anyway.

He nodded slowly. But. Um. They were really necessary? ... This probably meant that he needed to clear out. He pointed at the door, then at himself. Hey, it might come in handy if--

Okay, not going to jinx that.

Date: 2009-09-30 01:16 pm (UTC)
furnaceface: (Guiltyface)
From: [personal profile] furnaceface
So, soooo don't jinx that. Jono would be sad forever if anything got jinxed. And Jak didn't want to make Jono sad forever, did he?

//It's not going to be... I mean...// One day, the universe would answer the great question of how in the world a guy without a pulse could manage a blush like that. //I've been keepin' it from her. This,// he pointed at his face, //I mean. It's not exactly normal, yer know. But, maybe for a little while, mate. I mean, if yer don't mind? Probably won't take long, either she's good with it or she runs out screaming.//

Date: 2009-09-30 01:20 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] unborn-renegade.livejournal.com
He was sure it was going to be fine. No screaming. ... Possibly because Jak tended to be sure of a lot of things, like this rickety flying contraption probably won't fall into a lake of lava if I just drive it fast enough, but there was that. He nodded. Totally got that, man.

... In fact, Jono was getting a light thumbs-up.

Date: 2009-09-30 01:24 pm (UTC)
furnaceface: (Wtf?)
From: [personal profile] furnaceface
//Yer know, yer a lifesaver?//

Best flatmate ever. Ever. Seriously. And then some. Jono was going to have to give Jak... a pie or something for this. He'd figure it out.

//Thanks, mate.//

Date: 2009-09-30 01:28 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] unborn-renegade.livejournal.com
He shrugged. Hey, he'd be getting this one back one day, right? ... Besides, it wasn't like the school was out of places he could just chill at. Or maybe race somebody. Jak would figure out something to do.

... Besides, Jono was going to take that back once he found the cans of Beaver Buzz Jak had taken with him from the diner the other day.

He started to back towards the door.

Date: 2009-09-30 01:34 pm (UTC)
furnaceface: (Kinda down)
From: [personal profile] furnaceface
And Jono sat there, blissfully ignorant of the Beaver Buzz. He might have words if he'd been aware, but, alas...

//See yer later, mate.//

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